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[Classical] [The Widow's Fragrance and the Maid's Plum Blossom - A New Translation of an Ancient Text] 

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The Widow Piaoxiang and the Maid Meixiang
Table of Contents
I. The Widow Piaoxiang and the Maid Meixiang
II. Meixiang
III. The Pretty
Maid Steals the Good Medicine IV. Father-in-law
and Daughter-in-law Come for a Secret Encounter V. The Rich Concubine Pretends to Be a Prostitute for Pleasure VI.
The Concubine Plays the Flute VII . Guixiang
Receives Guests VIII. Guixiang Receives Guests IX. The Charming Guixiang X. The Pretty Maid Dies and Comes Back to Life XI . The Wedding Night with Piaoxiang XII . A Night of Joy XIII. A Chance Encounter with the Boat Girl Xixiang XIV . Deeper Love XV. The World of Fragrance I. The Widow Piaoxiang and the Maid Meixiang Time flies so fast, disappearing like flowing water. The annual summer vacation has arrived again. Twenty years of teaching, spending every day with chalk, have made me feel much older. I, who have always been easygoing and do whatever I want, am now bound by teaching time, as if I have lost my freedom. I, who love to joke and laugh, am forced to maintain a serious and dignified demeanor as a teacher. This unnatural restraint often causes immense pain. How every student longs for a holiday! We poor teachers, after years of not having saved a penny, remain penniless, truly bachelors. We can only watch enviously as wealthy families prepare for holiday trips, a sour feeling piercing our hearts. Then, I thought of Brother Wei, who still teaches at Daming Lake. He lives a much better life than me, relying on a few acres of land inherited from his ancestors. We were old classmates, always inseparable in school. Let's live for the moment! So, I thought of visiting Brother Wei to spend this long summer vacation, perhaps even writing some articles to earn some money to cover living expenses next semester—a win-win situation. So, I decided to pack my bags and get ready to go. I didn't inform my old classmate, Lao Wei, beforehand. After arriving in Jinan, I checked into a hotel and then, late at night, went to Lao Wei's house to knock on the door. My old friends were incredibly excited to see me. Lao Wei repeatedly invited me to stay at his house, but seeing his large family, I was a little reluctant. Firstly, I'm forty years old and still single, and seeing my friend's warm family was somewhat jarring. Secondly, I wanted to travel and enjoy the sights of Jinan, and perhaps even write some articles. At the very least, I wanted to rest and relax in peace. Therefore, I repeatedly declined until I explained my purpose for coming to Lao Wei. Only then did he realize that he indeed had too many children, and the kids were too noisy, making it inconvenient for me to stay at home. However, he felt I should find a place to live, because even a hotel was noisy. I said, "That's precisely why I need your help, Old Wei. I'm hoping to find a room near Daming Lake, convenient for boating on the lake and also for quiet recuperation." Old Wei said it depended on the opportunity, but he promised to find one for me. Early the next morning, Old Wei came to my hotel. He said there was a room that would be perfect for me, but I'd have to inquire and negotiate myself. I found this strange, but Old Wei just smiled and said, "I'm sure I can succeed with one negotiation, but afterwards, I won't be able to visit you; you'll have to come to me." I felt there was a reason behind his words. After pressing him further, he finally said, "I heard about this place from friends. The owner is a widow named Piaoxiang, who lives alone in the room and is a little scared. So, she's looking for tenants. However, she only welcomes single guests, and especially welcomes outsiders, preferably people she doesn't know well locally. She says the room is quite nice, the price is cheap, and she's also heard the owner is quite beautiful, just a little older." I followed Lao Wei to a small alley near the Quehua Bridge by Daming Lake. The cobblestone pavement and the overflowing spring water created a truly picturesque scene. On the north side of the alley was a large black-lacquered door. Lao Wei told me to knock on the door alone. Following his instructions, I knocked three times, and a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen answered. I explained that I was a traveler from afar, wanting to stay in Jinan for a while, but having no relatives or friends, I was looking for a room. A laundry lady at the Daming Inn on Xiaobuzhengsi Street had told me to try asking around here, as she'd heard there were rooms available for rent. The girl looked me up and down, told me to wait a moment, and then ran inside. I glanced at Lao Wei at the alley entrance, nodded, and he left. I took a closer look at the house; it was quite large and nicely built. After a short while, the girl came back to invite me inside. I followed the young woman to the upper room, where a woman in her late forties, nearing fifty, with bound feet, greeted me with a smile, invited me to sit down, and politely offered me cigarettes and tea. I first asked her my surname, and she replied that her husband's surname was Liu and her maiden name was Yu. After I explained my purpose, she looked me over carefully. She simply smiled and didn't discuss renting a room with me, instead engaging me in casual conversation, asking about my name, age, hometown, occupation, purpose of my visit to Jinan, whether I had relatives or friends there, and whether I was married. When I answered her questions in detail, explaining that I was only there for a vacation because I admired Daming Lake in Jinan, she happily agreed to rent me a room and offered to provide meals. When I asked her about the price, she said, "You've come from afar, it's hard to find someone to treat you like this! If you absolutely must pay, just give me whatever you want when you leave, but it's best not to give any money at all, let's just be friends." I hurriedly said goodbye, first telling Lao Wei the result, then went to the inn, took my simple luggage, and moved into my new place. It turned out she had arranged for me to stay in the best room, a five-room house. The central room was the sitting room, and the east and west rooms each had a suite. She herself lived in the east room and gave me the west one. The young girl lived in her suite. It turned out the girl was her maid, named Meixiang. She was quite plump and alluring, but unfortunately, she also had bound feet, which seemed out of step with the times, yet it had its own unique charm. When it was time for dinner, a lavish spread of vegetables filled the table. However, it was just the two of us eating. She politely offered me the seat of honor. Meixiang, holding a wine pot, filled a cup and took it, offering it to me with a smile, saying, "Living together, we're family. Don't be shy, just tell me what you want. If the food isn't to your liking, just say so too. Everything here is very convenient." I took the cup, thanked her, and drank it. She also downed a cup, and I quickly returned the toast. We drank four cups in a row, and I felt a little dizzy, so I stopped drinking and ate. She didn't insist. After dinner, we chatted for a while, and then I went back to my room to sleep. There was an old, worn bed, but the bed, curtains, and bedding were all very alluring. Three large mirrors surrounded it, making it look like an old-fashioned wedding bed. In the middle of the night, I needed to urinate. Thinking that opening the door to go to the toilet might wake her, I went to the suite to check. By the moonlight, I searched but found no place to relieve myself, so I pushed open the back door of the suite. Ah! It led to a garden. I went to the rockery and relieved myself, only to find a flower hall and a side room in the garden, with a moon gate—it was quite elegant. Suddenly, I heard a very low "Ouch!" followed by a couple of "Sighs" coming from a room at the east end of the flower hall.

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