Mother and Son's Love and Heroism (also known as The Song of Pleasure in the Rear Garden) - Full Text by Landscape Painting

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Table of Contents:
Chapter 1: Running Away for Love
Chapter 2: Surviving the Calamity
Chapter 3: Breaking Taboos
Chapter 4:
Finally Becoming a Couple Chapter 5: Joyful Reunion
Chapter 6: Family Reunion
Chapter 7: Wandering the World
Chapter 1: Running Away for Love
In a bustling market town about 40 kilometers from Jinling City, it was market day, and people were coming and going, with various vendors' cries rising and falling, creating a lively atmosphere. In a tavern in the town, the noise was even more intense, filled with the shouts and commotion of the drinkers. At a table by the window, there was only a young man, about twenty years old, with a handsome and elegant appearance.
He seemed to have been there for a long time. Several bottles of wine were already on his table, and he looked drunk, but he didn't seem to want to stop, still pouring wine into his mouth. His handsome face was also filled with sorrow, and tears were constantly streaming from his eyes. It seemed that he was trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol. Although the hotel was crowded with guests, this young man, not only exceptionally handsome but also exuding righteousness and sincerity, stood out among them.
The hotel owner, a middle-aged man in his forties with rich experience, sensed the young man's extraordinary nature when he entered and had been observing him closely. Seeing that the young man was already quite drunk and seemed deeply saddened, the owner wanted to intervene. He sat down opposite the young man, bowed respectfully, and said kindly, "I am the hotel owner. May I ask your name, young sir?"
Despite being addressed, the young man let tears stream down his face, making no attempt to conceal his sorrow. He simply replied to the owner's question, "My name is Lü Zhi." He then fell silent and continued drinking, as if only the wine in his cup could soothe the turmoil in his heart.
The innkeeper smiled and continued with concern, "Brother Lü, you seem to be very sad. Is it something to do with your relationship? Could you tell me so I can give you some advice?"
Lü Zhi simply replied, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
Seeing that Lü Zhi didn't want to talk to him any longer, the innkeeper changed the subject, saying, "Brother Lü, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't bother you. But you can't drink any more of this wine; you've had enough."
At first, Lü Zhi ignored the innkeeper's concern, but after several attempts to persuade him, he stopped drinking, handed the innkeeper a wad of silver, picked up his sword, and headed out. Seeing that he was walking unsteadily, the innkeeper worried that he had drunk too much, so he chased after him and asked with concern, "Brother Lü, would you like me to arrange accommodation for you?"
Lü Zhi still replied indifferently, "Thank you," and walked out of town.
Watching the handsome young man's retreating figure, the shopkeeper sighed softly, "Another lovelorn fool."
Lü Zhi walked towards the main road leading northwest out of town. He didn't want to stop; he just wanted to walk, to keep walking, as if only in this way could he find some relief from his pain.
His suffering, the reason he had drunk so much wine, was indeed, as the shopkeeper had asked—he was tormented and wounded by love. The person he loved did not accept his love. Although he had tried his best, repeatedly expressing his love and sincerity to his goddess, she remained unmoved. Last night, she had even slapped him. That slap had utterly broken his spirit. Because she had always loved him dearly; she had never hit him, and in his memory, she had never even scolded him! He was in agony.
But could he tell anyone about his pain and suffering? He truly wanted to confide in someone about his current state of mind, but he couldn't.
Because the goddess in his heart was none other than his most beautiful and loving mother! Walking along the aimless official road, his heart cried out repeatedly, "Mom, why are you so heartless? Why won't you accept me? I don't want you to be my mother, I want you to be my wife. My love for you is genuine. Do you know how many sleepless nights I've spent for you?"
Lu Zhi walked aimlessly, painfully recalling the beautiful times he had spent with his mother.
His mother was a woman of breathtaking beauty and gentle wisdom. In Lu Zhi's memory, there was no trace of his father. When he was little, whenever he asked his mother about his father, she always said he had gone to a very faraway place.
Later, his mother told him that his father was no longer alive. But she never told him how his father died. He never asked. He was raised by his mother alone. She taught him to read, taught him martial arts, and played hide-and-seek with him. She loved him dearly and cared for him meticulously. Whenever he caught a cold or accidentally scraped his skin, she would panic, as if facing a formidable enemy, fearing he would leave her forever.
She remembered one time when he injured his little toe while practicing martial arts, and blood flowed freely. In her haste, she didn't even have time to apply medicine; she simply held his little toe in her mouth until the bleeding stopped. His mother spoiled him and indulged his every whim; whatever he wanted, she would find a way to give it to him. Although Lü Zhi grew up under his mother's boundless love and care, he wasn't spoiled.
From a young age, he helped with chores. Their house was large, with a big garden. It was just him and his mother at home, and he often weeded and pruned the flowers with her. He loved his mother, but at this time, even though, like any other man, he felt a primal attraction to his mother's stunning beauty and a possessive desire for her full, alluring body, it was only subconscious. At this moment, his love for his mother was the simple, deep affection of a son for his loving mother.
Lu Zhi clearly remembered that the subconscious desire for his mother's stunning beauty and her voluptuous, alluring body began to sublimate in his mind and become conscious of its existence three years ago.
From that moment on, he developed a lustful love for his mother that transcended familial affection.
When he was ten years old, his mother sent him to a large private school, hoping he would study hard and achieve academic success. In the school, there was a classmate named Wang You. Wang You's family was one of the wealthiest in Jinling City, and he was a complete playboy, promiscuous from a young age.
At thirteen, he slept with one of the family's maids. As an only child, he received the family's indulgence.
By the time he was seventeen, he had slept with almost all the young maids in the family. He also frequented brothels.
Wang You liked Lu Zhi very much, often taking the initiative to play with him and telling him stories of love and lust.
For the first few years, Lü Zhi disliked Wang You and ignored him. However, as he grew older, he sometimes became interested in the romantic stories Wang You told him. Their relationship grew closer. One day, when he was 17, Wang You tricked Lü Zhi into believing he would take him to a nice place.
Lü Zhi went with him. When they arrived, he realized it was a brothel. He initially wanted to leave, but under Wang You's repeated persuasion and indulgence, the hot-blooded Lü Zhi, filled with curiosity and longing for women, stayed. Inside the brothel, when the young and lovely girl displayed her beautiful youthful body before him, Lü Zhi, seeing a naked woman for the first time, was struck by the image of his mother.
It grew larger and clearer, eventually transforming into his naked mother, a beautiful naked body ten, a hundred times more beautiful than the young woman before him. He was startled. He didn't know why, but suddenly, he lost all interest in the young prostitute.
He left without saying goodbye to Wang You. When he left, his mind was filled with his mother's beautiful and alluring naked body.
For some time afterward, every time he was with his mother and saw her stunningly beautiful face, her beautiful and alluring body would vividly appear in his mind. He longed to look at her more, yet he dared not. He felt he had desecrated his beautiful mother. He began to avoid his beautiful mother.
His beautiful mother, unaware of the situation, assumed he was unwell and cared for him even more tenderly. Images of her naked body appeared in his mind more frequently. At night, his dreams began to feature his mother's naked form, and all the objects of his previous sexual encounters in his dreams were now his mother. Lü Zhi was at a loss, unsure of what was wrong with him. He dared not tell Wang You, nor his mother. He was confused and distressed.
Until one day, Wang You showed him a book called *The Secret History of Incest*, and he realized he had fallen in love with his alluring mother, whose beauty captivated everyone. The book tells the story of a wealthy family's son who, after his father's early death, was raised by his beautiful mother.
Later, the son fell in love with his mother, and she, moved by his persistent pursuit, eventually reciprocated his love, giving herself to him and becoming his first wife, bearing him several children. Although the son later took several concubines, his true love remained his first wife. This book, depicting the love between a mother and son, captivated Lü Zhi; its portrayal of their passionate love stirred his blood.
After finishing the book, Lü Zhi finally understood that his recent hallucinations about his mother stemmed from his passionate love for her. This deep affection for his mother had been hidden deep within him, unknown to him until the naked body of a young prostitute in the brothel awakened this childhood feeling. He felt the book described his relationship with his mother.
He didn't return the book to Wang You, lying that it was lost. Wang You was saddened by this for a long time.
He told Lü Zhi that he loved incestuous books. From Wang You's words, Lü Zhi sensed that he wasn't the only one with these incestuous thoughts.
At this point, Lü Zhi realized his feelings for his mother, but he knew they were forbidden, unacceptable to society, and he dared not tell anyone. He had tried hard to forget it, but when faced with his mother's breathtakingly beautiful face and her alluring, curvaceous body, all his efforts were in vain. At night, he would dream of making love with his mother. He spent half a year in this torment of unrequited love.
Until one day, he saw his mother secretly weeping in the house, holding his father's memorial tablet. Only then did he truly realize that his mother was also lonely and suffering. Although she had a good son like him, as a woman, she needed not only a son, but also a man who truly belonged to her to care for and love her.
For so many years, she had enjoyed the joys of motherhood in his presence, but how many times had she silently wept in the quiet of the night, alone, because of loneliness and memories of past pleasures? And as a woman living in this extremely feudal society, her concepts of chastity and fidelity were so firm that the re-enactment of those past pleasures was such a distant and unattainable thing for her!
From that moment on, Lü Zhi felt that to end his own torment and to ensure his mother would never again be lonely or weep, whether in his presence or in the quiet of the night, he had the reason, the responsibility, and the courage to abandon his incestuous thoughts and confess his love for his mother, expressing his desire to marry her—a thought that was both unbelievable and utterly real, selfless, and touching.
Lü Zhi chose a sunny morning to express his feelings to his mother. That day, his mother was also in a good mood.
They played hide-and-seek in the garden. When Lü Zhi deliberately let his blindfolded mother catch him, he tightly embraced her slender, smooth waist, pulled down the cloth covering her face, looked directly into her stunningly beautiful face, and sincerely and directly said, "Mom, I love you. Please marry me."
Lü Zhi clearly remembered his mother's expression at that moment. She was initially stunned for a moment, then thought she had misheard. After confirming it with Lü Zhi's words, she wore an expression of disbelief. She quickly broke free from Lü Zhi's embrace and sternly questioned, "Zhi'er, how could you have such thoughts? Are you out of your mind?
I'm your mother!"
Lü Zhi ignored his mother's stern expression. He calmly recounted his thoughts and struggles over the past few days, telling her everything except for the images of his mother's naked body and his dreams of making love with her. His mother's face flushed and darkened with each recounting.
When he finished, instead of considering his distress, she was angry that he had harbored such thoughts for so long. She angrily said, "Zhi'er, I don't care what you thought before. From now on, you are not allowed to have such thoughts again. If you have such thoughts again, I will no longer speak to you." With that, she went back to her room.
Lü Zhi was not discouraged. He knew that such an incestuous act, unacceptable to society, would be difficult for his mother, a woman deeply rooted in feudal ethics, to accept. Even he himself had felt remorse for a while when he first had such thoughts. Lü Zhi knew he needed to give his mother time to think and face the matter, and he also needed to find a way to get her to accept him and him as her man.
Therefore, for a period of time afterward, Lü Zhi didn't mention the matter to his mother. But he changed his approach to his mother from being a son to caring for and loving her as her man, making her feel at all times that he was not only her son, but also her man and her new life partner. As soon as he returned from the brothel, he helped his mother cook and tend the garden.
At first, his mother was angry about his change in role and didn't pay much attention to him, but gradually, she seemed to get used to it and started chatting and laughing with Lü Zhi as before, practicing martial arts and reading together. Amidst their laughter and conversation, Lü Zhi would occasionally recount romantic tales he'd heard from Wang You. At first, his mother not only tried to stop him from continuing, but also scolded him each time. However, later, seeing that Lü Zhi ignored her reprimands and continued to tell these stories, she stopped intervening. Sometimes, Lü Zhi noticed that his mother was listening intently. He was secretly pleased.
A month later, he mustered the courage again to ask his mother to marry him. This time, his mother wasn't very angry, but her attitude seemed resolute. She said, "Zhi'er, I know you love and care for me. At your age, it's easy to overthink and act impulsively. I'm your mother, and I love you more than myself, but precisely because I'm your mother, our relationship can only be mother and son. There can never be the kind of relationship you're thinking of. Do you understand? That's incest, something society doesn't allow. If people find out, we'll not only lose face before our ancestors, but we won't be able to stand in this society. That would be me ruining you. So, don't think about it anymore. I will never agree to it."
Lü Zhi knew that his mother still harbored deeply ingrained thoughts of incest. He needed to untangle this knot in her heart before he could finally make her his wife. In the following period, he finished his studies at the private school and only needed to prepare for self-study at home to pass the imperial examinations. This gave him more time to spend with his mother. He would often tell her stories of incest he had heard from Wang You.
One day, he remembered the book called "The Secret History of Incest." So he secretly placed it on his mother's bed.
The next day, he boldly asked his mother if she had read the book. His mother didn't answer. But from the slight blush on her face, he knew she had read it, so he pressed her for her opinion. His mother had to reply,
"Zhi'er, that's just what's written in a book; it's not real. Don't show me things like that again."
Lü Zhi argued, "Mom, but at least it shows that many people have thought about this kind of thing, and it's not impossible." His mother didn't listen to his explanation and turned away.
Afterward, Lü Zhi continued to relentlessly try to instill in his mother the idea that incest wasn't terrible, and his love for her and her body. He told her that as long as they loved each other, there was no need to care about worldly customs and etiquette.
He felt his efforts had influenced his mother, because when he spoke these words, she no longer scolded him or stopped him; sometimes she even listened attentively. Yet, she still told Lü Zhi not to overthink things. Lü Zhi didn't know what to do and gradually lost patience.
Last night, a sudden clap of thunder and a fierce wind arose, followed by the first torrential rain of spring. Lü Zhi couldn't sleep in his room. Since the day he formally confessed his feelings to his mother, his love for her had grown even stronger. Although he knew he had to let his mother gradually accept his thoughts and then accept him,
when they were together, facing his mother's incomparably beautiful face and alluring body, he strongly suppressed the desire to embrace her and caress her beautiful, full, and tempting flesh. But at night, he simply couldn't control himself from thinking about her, about her beautiful and captivating naked body.
Every night, he could only fall asleep by imagining his mother's naked body. In the stillness of this rainy night, his desire to embrace, kiss, and possess his mother's body intensified.
He left his own house and headed towards his mother's room next door. The light was still on in her room. He gently knocked on her door and whispered, "Mom, it's me."
A moment later, the door opened. His mother stood there wearing a form-fitting nightgown that accentuated her full figure. Before she could speak, Lü Zhi grabbed her beautiful body, the one he longed for every moment, and hugged her tightly, saying, "Mom, I really love you. I can't take it anymore. Give it to me!"
Ignoring her struggles, he held her soft, smooth body tightly, kissing her delicate face passionately, while his hand reached for her breasts to unbutton them. Just as his hand touched her high, full, and soft breasts, he heard a crisp sound and felt a burning sensation on his face.
He realized his mother had slapped him. He froze, released his mother's tight embrace, and tears of grievance streamed down his face. He said to his mother in anguish and sorrow, "Mom, do you know how much I miss you? Do you know that every time I close my eyes, all I see is your image? I can't sleep without thinking about you, you know that? Why are you so stubborn? I love you, I want to cherish you, take care of you, and not let you hide in the house crying alone anymore. What's wrong with that? But you hit me! You've never hit me before!"
At this point, Lü Zhi shouted at his mother again in anguish and sorrow, "Mom, without you, I really can't live..." "Go down there, can you really be so heartless?"
Faced with his own accusation, his mother, tears streaming down her face, cried out in anguish, "Zhi'er, don't force me. I love you, and I know you love me and care about me. We can only be mother and son; we can never commit incest. It will ruin you, you know? Don't force me anymore."
Seeing his mother's unmoved attitude, Lü Zhi said in despair, "Mom, are you really so cruel? Do you really not care whether I live or die?"
His mother didn't answer his question, but instead, with equal pain and sorrow, covered her face and wept, saying, "What have I done?"
Lü Zhi stopped crying and softly said, "Mom, take care. I'm leaving."

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