[The Unspoken Stories of the Master - The Love Story of the Weaver Girl]

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Sages of high virtue disdain discussing: strange phenomena, physical strength, chaos, and gods.
Ordinary people, lacking virtue, only spout nonsense about: lust, desire, evil, and demons.
This text is adapted from the folk tale "The Story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."

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Legend has it that the Weaver Girl, one of the seven fairy maidens, was the granddaughter of the Jade Emperor and lived on the east side of the Milky Way. The Weaver Girl was the youngest of the seven maidens, and

she and her six older sisters were all skilled weavers in Heaven, weaving colorful

garments for the gods and star deities every day.
Across the Milky Way was the human world, where lived a cowherd boy known as the Cowherd. The Cowherd's

parents had long since passed away, and he lived a simple life with only an old ox, working from sunrise to sunset.
One afternoon, the Cowherd was resting under a tree by the Milky Way when a melodious tune drifted up from the sky,

filling the air with a sweet fragrance. Then came the sounds of women playing, growing louder as they approached. Curious, the Cowherd quickly hid among the

reeds, secretly observing the source of the sound.
A moment later, he saw seven beautiful women descend from the sky. Each woman was stunningly beautiful,

with graceful figures , each possessing a unique charm. The Cowherd stared, mesmerized. When the women reached the Milky Way's edge

, they began to remove their clothes amidst their playful antics, leaping one after another into the clear stream to bathe and frolic. None of them

noticed the Cowherd peeking from the reeds.
As the women's garments loosened, revealing their smooth, jade-like skin, full, firm breasts, and glossy

black downy hair… the sight of beauties like clouds and legs like a forest was breathtaking. The Cowherd was overwhelmed by

the sight, unable to resist the stirrings in his groin.
The Cowherd, lost in thought, suddenly had a wicked idea. He quickly ran out of the reeds, grabbed

a set of clothes from the bank, and fled. The beauties, seeing a stranger, and a man at that, were terrified and

filled with shame. Forgetting their nakedness, they hurriedly went ashore, grabbing their clothes and

fleeing in all directions, hastily draped or covering themselves. With
all the beauties gone, only the naked Weaver Girl remained. She was filled with shame and panic, desperately trying to hide herself,

and jumped into the Milky Way, hoping to drown herself and avoid revealing her secrets. The Weaver Girl

cried out , "Hey...please...give me back my clothes..."
The Cowherd placed the clothes he had retrieved in the reeds, then went to the bank. He saw the Weaver Girl's beautiful and intelligent face,

truly as described in the poem:
"Red rain, spring waves, the moon's first light, Chang'e intentionally shines on the clear stream;
Her shy, understanding nature is beyond compare, Her heavenly fragrance is no exaggeration.
" —From *Lingnan Caizi—Xiao Yun*
The Cowherd was stunned, speechless for a long time.
Seeing the Cowherd staring so intently, the Weaver Girl blushed even more, stammering, "Hey! Please, have mercy,

give me back my clothes, okay?"
The Cowherd then came to his senses, grinning, and said, "My name is Cowherd, not 'Hey.' What's your

name?" "And who are you?"
the Weaver Girl asked. "My name is Weaver Girl. We are the Seven Fairy Maidens of Heaven, weaving colorful clothes for the gods and star lords

... Hey, Cowherd, please give me back my clothes..." the Weaver Girl pleaded.
The Cowherd said to the Weaver Girl, "I can give you back your clothes, but..." He swallowed hard and

continued , "But I want you to be my wife."
The Weaver Girl's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the Cowherd, finding him exceptionally handsome and

dashing of unprecedented excitement welled up within her. She vaguely understood the meaning of "become my wife," and

wanting her clothes back, she could only nod slightly in agreement.
Upon seeing the Weaver Girl's agreement, the Cowherd excitedly took off his clothes and jumped into the Milky Way, embracing the Weaver Girl.

The Weaver Girl was startled by the Cowherd's sudden action and hurriedly pushed him away, saying urgently, "Cowherd,

what are you doing?... Don't come any closer!"
The Cowherd forcefully grabbed the Weaver Girl's hand, saying, "Didn't you promise to be my wife? A wife

can't refuse to let me hug her."
The Weaver Girl said, puzzled, "No! It's so embarrassing! I've already agreed to be your wife. Hurry up and

give me back my clothes; I need to go back to Heaven!" It seems the Weaver Girl didn't understand the true meaning of "being a wife"!
The Cowherd held the Weaver Girl's naked skin close to his chest, saying, "Don't rush back to Heaven. When we get back, I promise you'll only envy

the mandarin ducks, not the immortals!" He then kissed the Weaver Girl on the lips.
The Weaver Girl, naked, was embraced and kissed by the man, feeling waves of masculine scent wash over her; her erect

breasts pressed against the Cowherd's firm chest, rubbing gently; and an unknown hard object was pressing against her lower abdomen.

The Weaver Girl felt her body burning and weak, a strange and pleasurable sensation washing over her.
The Cowherd, also experiencing such a fragrant taste for the first time, involuntarily thrust his tongue into the Weaver Girl's mouth, stirring it

around, and felt an urge to suckle her saliva. The Weaver Girl, seemingly instinctively, reciprocated with her tongue,

her hands gradually tightening around the Cowherd, caressing his body.
The Cowherd's hands began to wander, sliding down to the Weaver Girl's buttocks, gently stroking her flesh and groin. The Weaver Girl's skin

was already incredibly smooth, and in the water, it felt even smoother, arousing the Cowherd

's intense lust, his penis seemingly swelling even more.
The Cowherd's mouth gradually moved downwards, attempting to kiss the Weaver Girl's breasts. Since the Milky Way's water level just

covered her breasts, the Cowherd had to use both hands to lift her from behind. Using the buoyancy of the water, the Cowherd

effortlessly brought the Weaver Girl's breasts to his mouth, opening his mouth to tease the nipples with his tongue,

rubbing his lips, and pinching with his teeth…
The Cowherd's hands in the water also traced the Weaver Girl's buttocks, exploring the tender flesh at the base of her thighs, his fingers lightly

touching the soft, curly hair. Under the Cowherd's provocations, both oral and manual, the Weaver Girl felt her muscles tense and

tremble, a tingling sensation running through her body. Not knowing how to respond, she could only bite her lip and moan softly.
As the Cowherd passionately suckled at the Weaver Girl's breasts, her body reacted naturally. She instinctively

wrapped her arms tightly around the Cowherd's neck, tilting her head back and breathing rapidly from her throat, while the wetness in her vagina

grew . Despite the slightly cool weather, the Weaver Girl was drenched in sweat, as if an unnamed fire was burning within her chest and abdomen.

The heat seemed to melt her.
The Cowherd's fingers rubbed against the Weaver Girl's labia, the honey-like fluid seeping from her opening mixing with the river water, causing his

fingers to unintentionally slip into her vaginal opening. "Ah!" The Weaver Girl exhaled, unable to help but cry out,

feeling the Cowherd's fingers scratching her most sensitive spot. An indescribable pleasure immediately filled her body, causing

her to tremble in waves.
When the Cowherd's fingers touched her moist vagina, his uncontrollable lust made him unable to restrain himself any longer. He slightly lifted

the Weaver Girl's buttocks, aiming his erect penis at her vulva. The Cowherd released his grip, thrusting his hips forward in one swift motion, and his glans

entered her vagina.
"Ah!" The stinging pain in her virginity caused the Weaver Girl to cry out, tears immediately streaming down her face. Whether out of

ignorance of a virgin's pain or simply overcome by lust, the Cowherd, showing no tenderness, held the Weaver Girl's slender waist and thrust

his penis in and out.
Perhaps due to his own inexperience, coupled with the Weaver Girl's lack of cooperation in the face of pain, his penis

only penetrated less than halfway, and after a few thrusts, he ejaculated. The intense climax caused the Cowherd to release the Weaver Girl in

convulsions The Weaver Girl, as if granted a reprieve, quickly scrambled ashore, enduring the stinging pain in her lower body, and ran to the reeds

to find her clothes. She hastily threw them on and prepared to fly into the sky.
However, the Weaver Girl fell to the ground after rising less than three feet. She tried two or three more times with the same result. At this moment, the Cowherd also

arrived at her side. Looking at the Cowherd, the Weaver Girl was overcome with grief and wept bitterly, saying, "My pure body

has been defiled by you; I can never return to heaven!"
The Cowherd felt both guilt for having violated the Weaver Girl and joy that she couldn't leave. Overwhelmed with emotion, he

embraced her and comforted her, saying, "Come home with me! I will cherish you."
The Cowherd helped the Weaver Girl up, and she then felt a sharp pain in her lower body, almost losing her balance. While

adjusting examined her genitals and discovered that her vulva was slightly swollen and red. Thick white semen

mixed with blood flowed from her vagina, leaving shocking marks on her inner thighs.
The Cowherd helped the Weaver Girl stagger home. From then on, they lived a life of love and harmony, the husband farming and the wife weaving. The Weaver Girl gradually

adapted to life on earth, and more importantly, she experienced the pleasures of human intimacy, even enjoying

it . Within two years, she gave birth to a son and a daughter.
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl believed they could stay together forever, growing old together. When the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West learned of

this , they were furious and immediately sent celestial beings to capture the Weaver Girl

. Although the Weaver Girl couldn't bear to leave her husband and children, she was still mercilessly taken back to Heaven by the celestial beings.
Seeing his beloved wife captured, the Cowherd immediately carried his children in a basket and chased after her through the night. The Cowherd originally planned to

cross the Milky Way to reach the Heavenly Court. However, the Queen Mother of the West had used her magic to move the Milky Way to Heaven, making it impossible to approach

again .
The Cowherd returned home, holding his motherless children, and wept bitterly. At this moment, the old ox in his house suddenly

spoke a human voice, saying, "Cowherd, I am dying soon! After I die, skin me and wear my hide, and you can

go to Heaven." After saying this, the old ox immediately died.
The Cowherd, with tears in his eyes, put on the old ox's hide and continued his pursuit with his children. This time, he indeed reached Heaven, reached

one side of the Milky Way, and gazed at the Weaver Girl on the other side. The children cried out joyfully, "Mama! Mama!"

But the Weaver Girl could only weep as she faced the Cowherd and their children across the Milky Way. The river's waters were turbulent, making it impossible for the Cowherd and his

children to cross, and the Weaver Girl could not come either; thus, a family was torn apart.
The Weaver Girl, weeping day and night, became haggard and worn. The Queen Mother of the West, seeing this, could not bear it. So she

went to see the Jade Emperor and pleaded for the Weaver Girl's life. The Jade Emperor then granted the Weaver Girl permission to meet the Cowherd once a year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.
On this night of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month each year, countless magpies would form a long bridge across the Milky Way. The Cowherd

would then meet the Weaver Girl on the bridge with his children, pouring out their boundless love. From then on, the Cowherd and his children lived in

the heavens, gazing at the Weaver Girl from afar across the Milky Way.
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Extramarital Affair Chapter
—Adapted from *Taiping Guangji
* In Taiyuan, Shanxi, there lived a young man named Guo Han. From a young age, he was self-respecting, easy-going, and frugal.

In addition, he was handsome, eloquent, and skilled in calligraphy, so people respected him greatly. He

lost his parents at a young age and lived alone.
One hot summer night, under the bright moonlight, he lay in the courtyard, enjoying the gentle breeze. Looking up

, Guo Han felt that Vega was particularly bright that day, as if it were changing colors. He was inspired to write a poem, and recited aloud

to Vega: "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are far apart, the Milky Way shines bright. She moves her fair hands, weaving at her loom.

All day she weaves, but nothing is finished, tears fall like rain. The Milky Way is clear and shallow, how far apart are they? A mere ripple on the water's surface, they gaze at each other, unable to speak."
After reciting, Guo Han's romantic heart couldn't help but lament for Vega. Suddenly, a rich

fragrance filled the air, clearing his mind. Just as Guo Han was wondering what was happening, he saw a woman descending slowly from the sky,

landing right in front of him.
Guo Han looked closely and saw a radiant young woman. Her beauty was dazzling; she wore a black gauze dress, a

white silk shawl, a phoenix crown with jade ornaments, and shoes with nine patterns of jade. Her two maids were also exceptionally

beautiful, captivating the soul.
Guo Han quickly rose, straightened his clothes, and bowed, saying, "A celestial being has descended from afar; I humbly await your kind words."
The maiden smiled and said, "I am the Weaver Girl star in the heavens. Long have I been without a spouse, my trysts thwarted, and I have spent my days in

lonely , filled with melancholy. Therefore, God bestowed upon me the grace to travel the mortal realm. Your

exquisite beauty fills me with admiration; your romantic spirit captivates me. Thus, I wish to entrust my feelings to you."
Guo Han exclaimed with delight, "I dare not presume upon the love of a celestial being; I am deeply grateful for your acceptance."
The Weaver Girl then instructed her maid to clean the room for Guo Han, hang a curtain of frosty red gauze, and lay out a crystal and jade

mat. Then, the two entered the room hand in hand, undressed, and slept together.
The Weaver Girl's close-fitting light red gauze dress could not conceal her graceful figure; the subtle curves of her body were so alluring that they stirred

the heart . The fragrance emanating from her filled the room, making her seem like a peony or orchid in the mist

.
The Weaver Girl arranged the pillow of dragon brains in a heart shape, covered herself with the double-threaded mandarin duck quilt, and lay down with Guo Han in the same bed. Guo

Han felt that the Weaver Girl's muscles were soft and delicate, and her emotions were sweet and unrestrained, which aroused his lust. Guo Han put aside all

old teachings and etiquette, embraced the Weaver Girl's soft and delicate body, and kissed her passionately.
The Weaver Girl responded with unrestrained enthusiasm, like someone who had been deprived of love for a long time. The Weaver Girl almost wantonly

guided Guo Han's hands to caress her full breasts and her private parts.
Guo Han's hands were busy all over her body. He felt that the Weaver Girl's breasts were incredibly elastic. As he kneaded them, the nipples

gradually hardened and turned a beautiful pink color. He also felt that the Weaver Girl's pubic hair was dense and soft, and her labia were soft and

delicate, and they were wet with sticky fluid. Guo Han stretched out his fingers and gently pinched and turned them on her nipples;

he rubbed them slightly between her labia.
The Weaver Girl's body began to burn with heat, she groaned, trembled, and writhed uncontrollably, her jade hands

searching for Guo Han's erect penis. She lovingly grasped Guo Han's engorged and hard shaft,

stroking it up and down while teasing the glans with her fingertips.
Their passionate movements caused the quilt to slip off the bed, revealing two intertwined genitals. The two rolled around passionately,

the quilt crumpled, the pillows askew, the bed legs creaking… a testament to their intense battle. Their sweat

mingled stick as if they had just been soaked in water; their skin rubbed smoothly against each other,

sharing the tactile pleasure.
The Weaver Girl could no longer resist the torment of her intense lust. She rolled over and straddled Guo Han's lower body, guiding his erect

penis towards her entrance. With a slight downward thrust, *Sizzle!* The penis slid in smoothly and completely,

filling the entire opening and pressing deeply against the cervix. "Ah! Oh!" the Weaver Girl cried out, her voice both satisfied and wanton,

unconsciously uttering obscene words: "Ah! Guo Lang... um... so good..." The
Weaver Girl's hips rose and fell slowly, allowing Guo Han's penis to move in and out of her lubricated vagina. Guo Han

felt his penis being tightly gripped, the sensitive part of his glans feeling the folds of the vaginal walls, the friction and resistance causing

him to groan between heavy breaths.
Guo Han looked at the Weaver Girl's undulating breasts, an irresistible urge causing him to bend over and sit up, tightly

embracing the Weaver Girl, pressing his lips to her breasts and sucking hard. "Ah ah!" the Weaver Girl cried out again,

her head thrown back, her glossy black hair flying, and in a spasm of trembling, a torrent of heat flowed from her vagina

, pushing her to the peak of pleasure.
Guo Han's penis was suddenly overwhelmed by a surge of heat, feeling a pleasurable, rapid swelling and trembling. He quickly

supported Zhi Nu's waist, forcefully making her hips rise and fall more rapidly; he also exerted his strength to thrust his penis

deeper and faster into her vagina for a final, faster thrust.
The deep penetration and friction of his penis caused Zhi Nu's pleasure to accumulate. Suddenly, Guo Han's penis felt a tingling sensation, and

the swollen penis seemed to have accumulated infinite energy, all of which burst forth from the tip of his glans, shooting out a thick, hot

stream of semen that surged against the uterine wall. Zhi Nu only let out an "Ah!" before falling into a dizzying trance of orgasm and losing consciousness.
"Thump!" Guo Han and Zhi Nu collapsed weakly onto the limp bed, his penis still immersed in her vagina, eyes closed,

enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm...
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As dawn approached, Zhi Nu took her leave. The powder on her cheeks remained vibrant, untouched by their passionate kisses and

sweat. Guo Han tried to wipe it off, but the color wouldn't fade, realizing it was her natural state. Guo Han saw Zhi Nu

off , watching her ascend into the sky on a cloud. From then on, Zhi Nu visited him every night to make love, and their feelings for each other grew stronger with each passing day.
After a passionate encounter, Guo Han jokingly asked, "Where is the Cowherd? How dare you sneak off to

the mortal realm pleasure?"
The Weaver Girl laughed and replied, "The changes of Yin and Yang are unpredictable; what does that have to do with him? Besides, the Milky Way and the Heavenly River separate us; he

couldn't possibly know my actions. Even if he did, it wouldn't be a problem." The Weaver Girl gently stroked Guo Han's

chest and continued, "You are a mortal, and the affairs of the celestial realm are different from those of the human world. Human thoughts and moral

standards cannot compare or measure them!
" Guo Han then asked, "You are a star in the heavens; can you explain to me the pathways and transformations of celestial phenomena?"
The Weaver Girl replied, "From the perspective of the mortal world, we only see stars, but we don't know that there are palaces and residences within, where

immortals come to visit and admire. The essence of all things has its image in the heavens and its form on earth. Whatever changes occur on earth,

they will surely be reflected in the heavens." The Weaver Girl then smiled and said, "Take my descent to earth for pleasure, for example. Whenever you

see the Weaver Girl star particularly bright and displaying seven-colored variations, that is when I descend to earth."
Guo Han asked in surprise, "Then this isn't the first time you've been with me?"
The Weaver Girl nodded and said, "I descend to earth once every ten to one hundred years. Anyone who loves and cherishes me has

the opportunity to become my lover for one night. You see, since ancient times, there have been many poems praising or lamenting the Weaver Girl,

and many of the scholars in them had a relationship with me." The Weaver Girl sighed and continued, "But because a day in heaven is equivalent to several months

on earth , even if I have a deep affection for someone, when I return to earth, the years on earth fly by, and that person has long since passed away

!"
Then, the Weaver Girl pointed out the positions of the stars in the sky to Guo Han, explaining their conjunctions in detail. Therefore,

Guo Han became well-versed in astronomical knowledge unknown to people at the time.
As the seventh day of the seventh lunar month approached, the Weaver Girl suddenly stopped coming, causing Guo Han endless longing. Several months later

, the Weaver Girl suddenly reappeared and explained to Guo Han, "The seventh day of the seventh lunar month is the day I meet the Cowherd."
Guo Han, a little jealous, asked, "Was it happy to meet the Cowherd?"
The Weaver Girl smiled and replied, "How can the mortal world compare to the celestial world? This is fate; you mustn't be jealous."
Several more months passed. One night, the Weaver Girl's expression was sorrowful and desolate. Tears streaming down her face, she held Guo Han's hand and

said, "God commanded me to travel among humans, seeking love for a limited time. Now that time is up, you and I must part

forever !" Having said this, she sobbed bitterly, overwhelmed with grief.
Guo Han exclaimed in surprise and regret, "How many more days can you stay?"
The Weaver Girl replied, "Only tonight." After saying this, she became sorrowful and, staying up all night, indulged in pleasure. At

dawn , the two embraced and parted. The Weaver Girl then ascended into the sky, repeatedly turning back to wave to Guo Han

until she disappeared from sight.
That year, the Grand Astrologer, in charge of celestial phenomena, reported: "The Weaver Girl star has lost its luster."
Guo Han was consumed by longing for the Weaver Girl, paying no heed to the beautiful women of the mortal realm. Later, driven by the need to continue his family line, he

reluctantly married a woman surnamed Cheng. However, their marriage was filled with unhappiness, ultimately leading to a bitter falling out. Guo Han later rose to the position of Imperial Censor

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