Daqing Fengyin

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A gentle breeze teases butterflies, eager to take flight in pairs; a fleeting butterfly, half-heartedly drawn to his embrace, is pushed away. He
disregards the handsome, dashing young man, as willow catkins chase the spring waters of the river.
It is said that in the sixth year of the Chongchao Shuntian reign, one night, in the back garden of a private school in Nas County, in the southwest corner of the Central Plains,
the bright moon hung high in the sky, its light pure and clear, the air filled with the fragrance of flowers. A figure stood alone among the flowers, taking a long breath of the moon. Upon closer inspection, he was a man with a long beard and handsome features, possessing a refined air. He was the schoolteacher, named Zhong Yuanlang, styled Sekong. He was cynical and, though he earned his living solely through teaching, considered himself quite aloof.
During the day, a student named Lin San was caught secretly reading erotic pictures during class. This Lin San was the only son of Lin Da, the richest man in Nas County. When caught red-handed, he actually argued with him, saying things like, "Food and sex are human nature. Without the intercourse of dragons and phoenixes, the spreading of clouds and rain, how could the descendants of Yan and Huang have continued for thousands of years? Has the gentleman never known the allure of women?" This touched a nerve. Zhong Yuanlang was arrogant and eccentric, finding it difficult to befriend others. Coupled with his modest family background, he remained single even past the age of thirty. He publicly reprimanded Lin San severely and confiscated the erotic pictures. Of course, he also gave him a lecture, explaining the principles and morals.
Zhong Yuanlang taught during the day and slept at the private school at night. The small garden behind the school was where he tended to his flowers and plants in his spare time, a way to alleviate his loneliness. Over time, it had become lush and full of colorful flowers. Tonight,
with nothing to do and feeling rather bored, he took out the erotic pictures confiscated during the day to look through. It would have been better if he hadn't looked at them; once he did, his blood boiled with rage, and his chest felt even more agitated.
Looking at the moonlit night outside, he put down the erotic painting and strolled around the garden. His mood brightened slightly, but a sense of emptiness lingered. He thought back to his youth, so full of vigor and ambition, always wanting to serve his country and family. He traveled far and wide to study, but now he was a lonely, solitary figure in a private school, having accomplished nothing. Back then, he regarded all women as worthless, believing that every woman within his reach was a beauty, easily attainable. But now, even the nearly forty-year-old, notorious woman next door, Hong Gu, looked at him as if he were nothing. Was he truly destined to die alone? He thought of the nude women in the erotic painting, each one alluring and pitiful, while he himself had nothing. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. "Heavens, am I destined to grow old alone like this?"
A rustling sound from the flowerbeds beneath the wall pulled Zhong Yuanlang back to reality. He looked closely and saw a figure moving about. His heart skipped a beat: "Could it be a thief?" He cautiously approached, only to find a young woman hiding inside. Before Zhong Yuanlang could speak, the woman gracefully emerged, bowing deeply and saying, "Sir, your character is noble, and the flowers you cultivate are elegant and unique. I have long admired them and wished to come and admire them, but I feared disturbing your studies. Therefore, I secretly admired their beauty under the cover of night, not expecting to disturb your refined pleasure."
In the moonlight, the woman's face was beautiful and delicate, captivatingly charming, and her voice, like a silver bell, melodious and enchanting. Zhong Yuanlang couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "Such a lovely girl exists in the world!" But on the surface, he said seriously, "Miss, it's truly inappropriate for you to enter someone else's garden so late at night. Please leave quickly."
The girl said, "I have long admired your refined taste, sir, and the flowers and plants you cultivate are especially exquisite. Since I have already entered the garden tonight, I hope you will grant me permission." She then bowed deeply again.
Zhong Yuanlang said, "I am but a humble commoner. I am grateful for your kind words, but it is perhaps inconvenient for you to come alone at night. If you were discovered, it might damage your reputation."
Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes. She gently stroked a small flower and murmured, "Sir, you cherish these flowers. I fear we commoners have disrespected them."
Zhong Yuanlang hurriedly said, "No, no, Miss, you misunderstand. You can come to admire the flowers during the day if you wish, but it is getting late, and it is not convenient now."
In truth, he was also reluctant to let the girl leave so soon, but he was bound by propriety.
The girl glanced at Zhong Yuanlang with a wistful look, then lowered her head and said resentfully, "Sir, do you really think I came here only for the flowers?"
Zhong Yuanlang replied, "Then why?"
The girl immediately blushed and lowered her head even further. "Sir, you are a gentleman of impeccable talent, whom I have long admired, but I have never dared to approach you. Today, I have disregarded all propriety and entered the garden to see you, to ease... to ease my longing." As she finished speaking, her entire being exuded a charming and alluring beauty.
These words greatly pleased Zhong Yuanlang. No one had ever spoken to him like this before, but on the surface, he remained calm and said, "I am but a humble schoolteacher. How could a lady of such noble birth take a liking to a rough man like me? I am flattered."
"Not at all, sir, you are too modest," the girl said. "Sir, you are highly talented and learned, and you have great ambitions. It's just that you are currently stuck in a shallow pool and unable to realize your lofty aspirations. If one day the opportunity arises and you can return to the sea, you will surely be able to dominate the world and fulfill your ambitions."
Zhong Yuanlang felt a great connection with her and couldn't help but clasp his hands and bow to the girl, saying, "Miss, you are truly my soulmate. In all these years, no one has understood my heart as well as you do. May I ask your name and where you live?"
The girl, blushing with shyness, quickly returned the greeting, saying, "To be honest, I am a fox spirit who has cultivated for a thousand years. In recent years, I have been eavesdropping on your lectures every day, and I have benefited greatly. I deeply
admire your talent. If you don't mind, I would like to prepare paper and ink for you, so that I may read some classic texts and achieve enlightenment soon." Zhong Yuanlang had heard many stories of fox spirits admiring scholars, and the enchanting stories had always made him drool. He wished he were the protagonist, and now it was real. He was overjoyed. He was glad that he had such a romantic encounter after turning thirty, but thinking that as a teacher, it would damage his reputation if others saw him interacting with a woman in private, he remained silent.
The girl seemed to know his thoughts and said to him, "Sir, are you worried that this might be inconvenient?"
Zhong Yuanlang remained silent, tacitly agreeing. The woman continued, "It's only natural for you to have such doubts, sir. But please rest assured, I possess some knowledge of transformation and can become invisible. I come and go without a trace, and ordinary people cannot see me. In fact, I have been eavesdropping on your lectures for over a year now. Have you noticed?"
Zhong Yuanlang felt reassured and emboldened, saying, "It's rare to find someone so eager to learn, young lady. It would be too unreasonable to refuse any longer. However, I fear my knowledge is limited..."
The fox spirit, observing his expression, understood his thoughts. Before he could finish, she went into the room and gracefully sat down at the desk. Zhong Yuanlang quickly followed.
In the candlelight, her face was incredibly beautiful, radiant like a peach blossom. Upon seeing her, Zhong Yuanlang's heart immediately fluttered, and he became restless.
The fox spirit, her pearly teeth gleaming, said, "I hope you will enlighten me, sir."
Zhong Yuanlang snapped out of his daze and hurriedly replied, "I dare not." He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and grabbed a book from the table. He was immediately embarrassed, unsure what to do.
"So you also enjoy this kind of thing, sir."
Zhong Yuanlang's face flushed red; he wished he could dig a hole and disappear.
The fox spirit leaned closer and said sweetly, "As the saying goes, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, and reading and talking are not as good as doing it yourself. Sir, you are so refined. If you do not mind my humble appearance, I would like to serve you tonight, to please your refined taste." Her soft words and fragrant breath left Zhong Yuanlang completely bewildered, his heart racing, his mind in turmoil. The fox spirit's entire body was now in Zhong Yuanlang's arms.
When had Zhong Yuanlang ever experienced such a sensual encounter? He felt the warm, soft flesh, his breath quickening, and he lost all sense of direction. The fox spirit turned around, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gave him a deep, fragrant kiss on the cheek. This kiss sent a jolt through Zhong Yuanlang, an indescribable bliss. He felt her lips were warm and moist, a sensation that was ineffably pleasurable. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking how wondrous women truly were, and how he had wasted the last few decades of his life.
The fox spirit clamped Zhong Yuanlang's right leg between her legs, slowly rubbing her lower body against his thigh. At the same time, she unbuttoned his shirt and began to caress his chest. Zhong Yuanlang felt dizzy, and his hands involuntarily began to roam over her body. His fingers brushed her waist, lifted the hem of her shirt, and slipped inside her underwear. Everything his fingers touched was warm and elastic, and he couldn't help but squeeze it a few times. He wrapped his arms around her waist and gradually moved upwards, tracing her curves to her breasts.
"Mmm!" the fox spirit hummed, "Be gentle, sir." She then leaned against Zhong Yuanlang's shoulder, gently biting his ear and giggling. Zhong Yuanlang grew bolder, increasing the pressure of his caresses on her breasts. His other hand moved to her thigh, caressing her inner thigh, and through her pants, he used his fingers to probe her genitals. The fox spirit trembled, her body going limp. She clung tightly to Zhong Yuanlang, panting heavily, and the speed of her rubbing against his thigh increased, her genitals following closely behind his fingers. Zhong Yuanlang felt waves of heat emanating from the fox spirit's lower body. The fox spirit unbuckled Zhong Yuanlang's belt with her right hand, reached inside, and pulled out his already erect penis, stroking it rhythmically. After a few moments, Zhong Yuanlang abruptly picked up the fox spirit and carried her to the bed. In a few swift movements, they removed their clothes. The fox spirit's rosy, fragrant breasts and alabaster-white body were now laid out before Zhong Yuanlang.
Zhong Yuanlang's breathing quickened, and the fox spirit's eyes were hazy with intoxication.
"This humble woman, with her unassuming appearance, is truly delighted to have won your favor, sir. I wish to remain by your side forever, washing your clothes and tending to your bed," the fox spirit said softly.
Zhong Yuanlang was overjoyed, saying gently, "It is my great fortune to have won your favor, my lady."
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on her rosy, fragrant breasts and her exquisitely exposed vagina. Her pubic hair was arranged in a triangle on her mons pubis; her labia majora were small, and her labia minora were everted, like a clam shell. Her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid, as if it were about to drip. He couldn't resist stroking the soft pubic hair, parting the folds to explore inside, where every fold of flesh was clearly visible.
The fox spirit's body trembled, letting out a soft moan, and vaginal fluid gushed out. It turned out that Zhong Yuanlang had unknowingly touched her clitoris; he had found the protruding little bud amusing and teased it a few times with his finger, not expecting such a strong reaction from the fox spirit. He lowered his head and brought his nose close to the entrance, inhaling a fragrant aroma. Recalling the techniques from the erotic pictures she had just seen, she parted her lips with two fingers of her right hand, pushed up the clitoral hood with her left, and lightly sucked on the exposed clitoris with her tongue. This action caused the fox fairy to unconsciously thrust her buttocks and mons pubis upwards.
"Eek! Huff!" The fox fairy groaned, twisting her legs. Zhong Yuanlang's tongue swirled inside her wrinkled labia, sometimes lightly licking the clitoris, sometimes sucking on the labia. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" With each moan, the fox fairy's hands frantically grabbed Zhong Yuanlang's hair.
"Sir, sir..." the fox fairy groaned, tightly gripping Zhong Yuanlang's hair and pulling his head to her chest. Zhong Yuanlang then lifted her breasts and gently bit her nipples. The fox fairy hugged Zhong Yuanlang tightly, twisting her waist and moaning incessantly. Zhong Yuanlang kissed the fox fairy's bright red and full lips along her neck. The fox fairy put her tongue into his mouth, the tip of her tongue moving back and forth inside his mouth, and he greedily sucked on her delicious tongue. Their tongues intertwined, their smooth thighs rubbing together, a sensation incredibly pleasurable.
Zhong Yuanlang raised his erect penis, attempting to penetrate, but after several attempts, he couldn't find the right spot, and his face flushed slightly. Seeing this, the fox spirit smiled slightly, using her right index and ring fingers to separate her labia minora, while her left hand gently guided his penis to the entrance. Zhong Yuanlang thrust forward, his penis fully plunging into the fox spirit's body, feeling its warm, slippery sensation, and couldn't help but groan. The fox spirit trembled, gripping his back tightly with both hands, actively thrusting back and forth, pressing the glans against her cervix.
"So good! Sir, are you comfortable? Ah! Ah! So good!" the fox spirit moaned sweetly as she thrust.
Zhong Yuanlang had no mind to speak, only feeling the contractions within her vagina, his penis pressed firmly against her vaginal walls, the hot glans scraping against them, a sensation of indescribable pleasure. The fox fairy's snow-white buttocks began to slowly twist and turn, her eyes closed as she panted softly. Her juices flowed like a small river, quickly soaking the entire bed sheet.
Zhong Yuanlang got up, spreading her thighs apart, and thrusting forcefully. The pleasure of his penis swallowing and releasing brought them both to continuous orgasms. The fox fairy gripped the sheets tightly, her mouth wide open, her eyes tightly shut. His penis thrust in and out of her vagina, turning her tender, red flesh inside and out, eliciting electric-like moans. Sweat mixed with her juices, flowing from between her legs onto the sheets. Zhong Yuanlang's body trembled uncontrollably, letting out a loud groan, as if struck by lightning. A strong numbing sensation rushed to his head, and in the midst of intense pleasure, a gush of hot semen shot out. With a cry of "Ah!", he collapsed onto the fox fairy's stomach, motionless for a long time.
The fox spirit kept her eyes tightly shut, and after a long while, she exhaled, opened her eyes, and looked at Zhong Yuanlang with affection. Zhong Yuanlang was also looking at her, his eyes filled with sweet tenderness.
"The ancients were right," Zhong Yuanlang said, "A great success is achieving high honors, a minor success is like a wedding night." "Women are truly indispensable!"
The fox spirit chuckled, "Men are indispensable too!" Pointing to a square, indistinct mark on Zhong Yuanlang's left arm, she asked, "Did you get this tattooed, sir? It's quite interesting." Many people nowadays enjoy tattoos, hence the fox spirit's question.
Zhong Yuanlang glanced at the mark and said, "This is something I was born with. If it weren't on my flesh, I would have cut it off long ago."
He then got up and carefully examined the fox spirit's body again. He saw two jade-like legs, spread wide, their beautiful vulva glistening with a lustrous sheen. After looking for a while, his blood began to boil again. He reached out and began to gently caress her mons pubis, his right index and middle fingers teasing her labia minora before rubbing her clitoris. The fox spirit trembled and moaned, her head pressed against his right shoulder. Zhong Yuanlang kissed her pink neck, and the fox spirit unconsciously tilted her head back. When he lightly kissed her earlobe, she unconsciously leaned forward again, her mouth slightly open. Following her cheeks and neck, he kissed down to her cleavage, his knees bent forward and back arched, sucking on the fox spirit's navel and her round, elastic belly. The fox spirit couldn't help but press his head down with her hands!
"Sir," the fox spirit suddenly whispered while moaning, "let me serve you." She gestured for Zhong Yuanlang to lie on his back, turning her head to press against him. With her back to him, she held his penis and kissed it, gently licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, then slowly circling it to clean the semen from his penis. After licking for a while, she got up, tied up her long hair, and then lowered her head to take the entire penis into her mouth, beginning to stroke it up and down. She curled her tongue, rubbing the penis up and down in her mouth. Zhong Yuanlang felt as if he were being rubbed by a warm sponge; the warm, wet pleasure was incredibly exciting. He couldn't help but slip his fingers into her plump buttocks, stroking the wet opening. The fox fairy twisted her waist, the penis filling her mouth, unable to speak, only making muffled sounds.
He parted her buttocks, rubbing the flesh wrapped around his fingers, playing with the sensitive clitoris at the top. The clitoris, full of desire, began to swell. "Ah...uh...I can't take it anymore..." she seemed to be saying with great effort. Zhong Yuanlang's fingers were already inserted into the smooth opening, and his fingers began to thrust in and out. The fox fairy's buttocks trembled as if she had been electrocuted. After a while, he sat up, holding his penis in one hand and parting her labia with the other. He slowly knelt down, inserting the glans into her vagina, then released his hands, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down, his penis gradually penetrating deeper into her. Zhong Yuanlang held the fox fairy's hands, supporting her upper body weight, and moved up and down.
The spring night was short, and time flew by. Zhong Yuanlang didn't know how many times they had done it; every time his penis became erect, he couldn't help but continue until they were completely exhausted, and then they fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.
"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong."
Zhong Yuanlang slowly opened his sleepy eyes, still very sleepy. He realized that it was already bright outside.
"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong." A student called from outside.
"No school today, why is someone calling?" he thought to himself, and called out, "Who is it? What's wrong?"
“Sir, it’s me, Zhang Yong,” the person outside said.
Zhong Yuanlang suddenly woke up and exclaimed, “Oh no!” The fox spirit asked, “What’s wrong?”
Zhong Yuanlang said, “My student is here! He’ll find you! What should I do?”
The fox spirit covered her mouth and smiled, “I thought it was something serious. Sir, you forgot I can turn invisible; he can’t see me.”
Zhong Yuanlang breathed a sigh of relief and then called out loudly, “What is it?”
Zhang Yong replied from outside, “An old woman says her daughter is missing and she’s looking for her here.”
“What daughter do we have here!” Zhong Yuanlang said angrily. “Zhang Yong, tell that old woman to leave. This is a quiet place for study; there are no daughters here.”
“No!” Zhang Yong replied from outside, “I told the old woman that too, but she won’t listen. She says she won’t believe me until she sees you.”
Zhong Yuanlang looked at the fox spirit, who gestured for him to boldly open the door and go out. He got up, dressed, tidied himself up, and went to open the door.
As the door opened, a crowd gathered outside. Upon closer inspection, all the students were present, with an old woman standing at the front. The old woman's eyes darted into the room as soon as the door opened, and seeing the fox spirit sitting on the bed, she cried out, "Daughter! My darling, I've finally found you!" She rushed in and embraced the fox spirit, calling her "my little darling" repeatedly.
Zhong Yuanlang was stunned.
"Hey! Isn't this Little Peach Blossom from 'Yicui Tower'?" Hearing his student Lin San's words, Zhong Yuanlang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked towards the "fox spirit." The "fox spirit" was nestled affectionately in the old woman's arms, talking to her.
"Daughter, weren't you entertaining a guest? What are you doing here?"
"The guest is him!" Little Peach Blossom replied.
"I thought you were at Master Zhang's villa! You little rascal." He pinched Xiao Taohong's nose, then turned to Zhong Yuanlang and said, "Sir, Xiao Taohong is the star of my 'Yicui Tower'! A comfortable night's service won't be shortchanged!"
"This...this..." Zhong Yuanlang stammered, "She clearly offered herself up..."
"What?!" Xiao Taohong suddenly exclaimed, "Last night we agreed that no one would touch me without a hundred taels of silver. Are you trying to renege on your promise?"
"Sir! You're supposed to be a Confucian scholar, how can you deny what you've done?" the old woman said. "You always pride yourself on being so high and mighty!"
Zhong Yuanlang's face turned pale and then red, unsure what to do. Xiao Taohong demanded a hundred taels; where would he get that much money?
"Don't you dare talk nonsense, old woman! Our master is a man of high moral character, how dare you spout such nonsense!" Lin San shouted. "Here's a hundred taels of silver, and you two get out of here." He then produced a silver note.
As the old woman accepted the silver note, she glanced at Lin San. Lin San was also looking at her at that moment, and their eyes met. They both couldn't help but burst into laughter. Suddenly, everyone roared with laughter.
At that moment, Zhong Yuanlang wished he could disappear into the ground. He suddenly realized that this must be Lin San's doing, definitely related to yesterday's events.
As people slowly dispersed, Lin San's voice echoed outside the private school: "The teachings of a gentleman have what is permissible and what is not. One should do what is permissible and what is not permissible. A gentleman does not deceive himself in the dark..." His voice faded, as if he had already gone far away.
Wasn't this what he had said to Lin San yesterday? He thought to himself, after this incident, he could no longer teach here, and he had no face to stay in this place any longer. So, taking advantage of the quiet afternoon, he secretly packed his bags and left Nas County, where he had lived for many years.
(Voiceover) Haha:
Everyone laughs at my foolishness, everyone laughs at my stupidity. I live in my own world, I don't care about you or him. Crazy and eccentric, I feel like a god. Hypocrisy and ugliness, a cold observation of the world. I ask the wise: examine your own hearts. All this deceit and treachery, who is the fool in the end?

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