The Secrets of the Dream of the Red Chamber, Chapter Six

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Chapter Six: The Enchanting Beauty of Southern Xinjiang
Now, Baoyu followed Jia Lian by carriage to the south of the city. In the distance, he saw a large courtyard. Although it was not as luxurious and elegant as his own home, it was planted with trees everywhere, and the whole place was lush and green. Upon closer inspection, a plaque hung above the main gate, which read "Zhengxin Martial Arts School" in large characters, with the words "Wuxin, the 37th generation disciple of Shaolin Temple" written next to it in smaller characters.
The two alighted from the car, whereupon martial arts disciples came out to greet them. The leader, a handsome and well-proportioned man, introduced himself as Zou Yuanshan, the senior disciple of the martial arts school, and said that his master, Yin Zhenglong, had been waiting for them in the hall for some time. Jia Lian quickly returned the greeting and followed them inside.
In fact, Jia Lian had only donated money to obtain the minor title of Tongzhi, and the reason he received such treatment was because people were looking out for his father, who was a first-class general.
Upon entering the gate, one sees a drill ground paved with large blue bricks. Around the perimeter are rows of weapons, including the knives, spears, swords, halberds, and axes often seen in plays, as well as many other unfamiliar weapons. In the center of the drill ground, a dozen or twenty people are practicing, which is much more entertaining than watching street performers or acrobats.
Baoyu was so excited by what he saw that he refused to leave. Jia Lian had no choice but to leave him there, instructing his servant Mingyan to look after him, while he went to see the academy master. Zou Yuanshan smiled slightly and also called over a junior brother named Bai Xuan to stay and take care of Baoyu.
Seeing that Bai Xuan was about half a head taller than him, with a slender figure and a spirited air, Bao Yu asked with a smile, "Are you also a disciple here? Have you learned any amazing skills?"
Bai Xuan knew he was a young master from a wealthy family in the city. Although he found Bai Xuan's question a bit strange and silly, he didn't take it to heart and smiled, saying, "I am a disciple of the 'Ping' generation in the Martial Academy. I haven't learned much martial arts, but I have gained a strong body because of it."
Baoyu let out an "Oh," and he and his servant Mingyan watched with great interest as the people in the arena practiced swords and knives.
One of them was a man with a large beard and a tall stature. He was holding a big stick and was talking and gesturing as he led a few young men in a demonstration, with the movements stopping and starting.
After watching for a while, Mingyan said to Baoyu, "I think they're quite ordinary. They move so slowly. If a fight really broke out, I'm afraid they wouldn't be of much use."
Bai Xuan heard this, but only smiled slightly and ignored it. A disciple named Gu Li, whose generation name began with "Ping," overheard this, glared at him, then suddenly smiled and walked over, bowing to Mingyan and saying, "Young man, you must have practiced martial arts. May I ask which school you belong to?"
Mingyan said smugly, "I haven't learned any martial arts, but there aren't many men in our manor who can beat me."
This wasn't an exaggeration. Although he was young, he was tall and had a fiery temper. He loved fighting and always won. Sister Feng was afraid that someone outside would bully Baoyu, so she had him follow Baoyu.
Gu Li laughed and said, "So you're really that good, young man! I've been learning in this martial arts school for so long, but I've never actually fought anyone. Why don't we have some fun? Maybe I can learn a move from you."
Mingyan said amiably, "I always fight for real, without knowing my own strength. Besides, my master has repeatedly told me not to fight with anyone. And since my young master is here today, so... so..."
Gu Li laughed loudly, turned around and left, shouting, "So you're just afraid! What excuse are you making up!"
Everyone in the room turned to look when they heard this.
Mingyan flew into a rage, a surge of anger rising within her. She leaped into the arena, grabbed the man by the collar, and shouted, "I was worried you'd get hurt, but you don't appreciate it! Don't you dare swear I'll beat you to a pulp with one punch!"
Gu Li looked at Mingyan and said indifferently, "So you want to play with me?"
Mingyan said, "If you're not afraid of pain, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Gu Lidao said, "Then let's begin."
They didn't even see what he did. It was clearly Mingyan who grabbed his collar and suddenly threw him out, landing heavily on the blue brick ground. He lay there in a daze, which made the people around him laugh.
Baoyu hadn't even seen what was happening when he saw Gu Li step forward to help Mingyan up. Mingyan, both ashamed and angry, shook off the man's hand, jumped up again, and shouted, "Taking advantage of someone's unpreparedness, what kind of hero are you! Let's fight again!"
Gu Li seemed startled and quickly jumped back, pretending to be on guard, but then grinned and said, "Alright, let's play again. Are you ready?"
Mingyan roared and charged forward like a tiger... but with a "thud," he landed hard on the blue brick floor again. This time, however, he got up quickly and launched several counterattacks. But Gu Li's movements—elbows, palms, and legs—were not significant, leaving Mingyan only able to stumble and fall. He fought back repeatedly, falling heavily several times, before finally climbing out of the arena, standing up, bowing, and saying, "Brother, I'm not fighting anymore. I can't beat you."
That temper of hers has never been this good.
When Baoyu saw that Mingyan was in a terrible state, with his clothes covered in dust, he realized that Mingyan really had martial arts skills. He immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "This humble servant was unaware of my abilities and may have offended you with my words just now. Please forgive me."
Several people returned the bow. Gu Li, nicknamed "Rolling Lion" because of his skill in lying on the ground, was known for his mischievousness but also for his easygoing nature. He came over to help Mingyan brush the dust off his clothes and laughed, "I'm the most playful one. I wonder if I hurt this young man?"
Mingyan grinned and said, "It doesn't hurt at all. I've really seen something new today. I'll come here sometime to learn a few tricks from you guys. Maybe we'll become fellow disciples then."
Everyone thought he was just saying it casually, but little did they know he really had this intention.
Suddenly someone called out, "Senior Sister Yin Lin is back!"
The crowd immediately became excited and rushed to the door to greet them.
Baoyu found the name pleasant to hear and looked around to see who was so popular. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A girl dressed in a light green dress, slender and graceful, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was walking in with a group of people, looking travel-worn. Although they were still quite far apart, he seemed to see clearly a pair of large, beautiful eyes on the girl's face, unusually bright. He thought to himself, "She really does live up to her name."
Even Mingyan, standing nearby, was stunned, and after a long while, she murmured, "My goodness, such big eyes!"
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That evening, Jia Rong had just returned to the mansion when he suddenly heard that someone from the Prince of Bei Jing's residence had come to invite him, and everyone in the family panicked.
It turns out that Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, although not yet twenty years old, is now prominent in the court due to his ancestors' high merits. Moreover, he is exceptionally handsome and has a humble temperament. People say that he is "not someone to be trifled with." However, he has never had any dealings with the Ning Mansion. Today, he came to invite Jia Rong. It is unknown whether this is a blessing or a curse.
Jia Rong quickly changed his clothes, mounted his horse, and followed the people who came.
Upon arriving at the Prince of Bei Jing's residence, I followed the messenger inside. A fully dressed servant carried my sedan chair. Along the way, I saw magnificent pavilions and towers, lush and verdant trees and rocks—a far grander sight than my own home. Even before passing the second gate, I saw many young women and servants coming and going, almost all of them youthful and charming, quite unlike other princely residences. I thought to myself, "It seems the Prince of Bei Jing enjoys using women."
After wandering around for a while, someone announced, "We've arrived. Please alight from your sedan chair, young master."
Jia Rong stepped out of the sedan chair and saw that they had arrived at a magnificent and ornate pink building with carved beams and painted rafters. Above the door were the three elegant characters "Tianxiang Tower". A beautiful maidservant came forward with a lantern and said, "The Prince is waiting upstairs."
Jia Rong cautiously went upstairs. Turning past a screen displaying beautiful women, he saw a man sitting there, surrounded by two or three beauties holding cups. On the other side, a row of women held various rare musical instruments, some of which he had never seen before. Jia Rong knew that the man was Prince Bei Jing. He quickly stepped forward, knelt down, and said respectfully, "This humble servant, Jia Rong, greets Your Highness."
The Prince of Beijing said gently, "No need for formalities, Your Highness, please rise. I have prepared a feast for you, please take a seat."
The voice was surprisingly pleasant.
Jia Rong felt relieved and stood up. He raised his head slightly and saw that Prince Bei Jing, Shi Rong, had his hair tied up in a jade unicorn bun. His hair was as black as lacquer, and he wore a jade headband that reached his eyebrows. He was dressed simply in a cloud-patterned brocade robe. His face was like beautiful jade, and his body was as slender as a willow. His eyes were clear and bright, like stars in the night sky. Strangely, he resembled Bao Yu in some way. Just sitting there casually made people feel ashamed of themselves.
Jia Rong was always very proud of his appearance, but upon seeing Prince Bei Jing, he secretly admitted his inferiority and said, "What merit do I have to deserve Your Highness's hospitality? Please grant me the reason before I dare to take my seat."
The prince laughed and said, "I have long heard of the young master's romantic and unconventional nature, and have long wished to befriend him. That is why I have invited you to a family banquet today. You need not be reserved; we can talk about anything."
Jia Rong was overjoyed upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "So that's how it is. I've long heard that the Prince of Bei Jing is quite the ladies' man, frequenting brothels. I often enjoy myself in those places and have made quite a name for myself. I suppose that's reached his ears, which is why he invited me here for this exchange. It seems my good fortune has arrived."
He immediately replied, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I am unworthy of such a favor."
He was then led by a beautiful concubine to a table to sit down, where maids set out delicacies and poured fine wine.
After several rounds of drinks, Prince Bei Jing laughed and said, "I've heard that the Crown Prince often frequents the brothels in the capital. I wonder which places he often goes to?"
Jia Rong hurriedly replied, "To be honest, Your Highness, whenever I have some free time, I like to stroll around the Jade Pavilion. May I ask if Your Highness has ever been there to enjoy yourself?"
Prince Bei Jing laughed and said, "I've been there; it's truly a wonderful place."
He even started chatting with Jia Rong about the pleasures of the place, discussing who among the courtesans was the most talented, the most charming, and the best in bed, and so on. Jia Rong was extremely familiar with the conversation, answering vividly and engagingly, and in the midst of his drunken revelry, he became quite animated. Then the prince laughed and said, "I wonder if the young master has learned any good skills from there?"
Jia Rong was secretly pleased, thinking to himself, "So that's why they came."
He smiled and said, "A while ago, a female master from the Jade Pavilion said she had a secret technique that could teach a man to have sex with ten women without ejaculating, and that he would benefit from it for a lifetime. Seeing that I had some talent, she asked me if I was willing to spend money. I originally disdained to learn these things, but I couldn't stand her arrogant attitude, and besides, that woman was quite beautiful, so I gave her six hundred taels of silver and reluctantly learned it. Who knew that the skill would actually work? Now all my wives and concubines at home are afraid of me."
He was boasting enthusiastically, but he didn't notice the slight coldness in the corner of Prince Bei Jing's eye before he smiled and asked, "Does that skill have a name?"
Jia Rong replied, "It's called 'Ruyi Little Golden Lock.' According to the mistress in that room, it's a secret technique passed down from the Yu family in Jiangnan during the Southern Song Dynasty."
Prince Bei Jing praised, "Good stuff."
He raised his glass and chatted with Jia Rong for a while, saying, "We've hit it off, and good wine needs a beautiful woman to accompany it, so let's have some entertainment."
Jia Rong felt a surge of warmth in his heart. The night was deep, and many lanterns were lit in the building, which were quite special. In addition to red, there were also purple, blue, pink, and green lanterns, all with different shapes. They were even more attractive than those in brothels, and they made people feel intoxicated.
The prince continued, "A few years ago, I was ordered to go to the south to appease the Miao people. When I returned, I brought back several Miao women who are skilled in dancing. Let's enjoy them together, Your Highness."
It had been passed down by others, but when the musicians nearby began to play, the rhythm was strange and alluring, with a seductive and bewitching quality that had never been heard before, causing one's heart to pound wildly.
Jia Rong was engrossed in the moment when he suddenly saw six beautiful women dancing gracefully out from behind a curtain. He figured these must be the women from the southern frontier that the prince had mentioned.
The Miao beauties dressed very differently from the women of the Central Plains. Their tops were sleeveless, their midriffs were exposed, and their skirts were extremely short. They were bare-armed and exposed-legs, and they even twisted their alluring little bellies, which were exposed, with their skin so white that it made one dizzy. On their pink arms, thighs, or ankles, they wore asymmetrical golden rings with several small bells tied to them. When they danced, the rings made a very pleasant sound. What was even more captivating was their strange dance under the bright lights of the colorful lanterns. Their head-shaking, foot-scratching, waist-twisting, and hip-twisting movements exuded a hot, youthful, healthy, and enchanting charm, which was completely different from the dances of the Central Plains. Jia Rong was truly mesmerized by their performance.
After a short dance, another beautiful woman emerged from behind the curtain, her attire even more alluring and revealing than the previous six Miao girls. Her long, beautiful legs were adorned with Miao-style mesh boots, which accentuated the graceful curves of her legs, ankles, and feet. Strangely, she possessed long, flowing purple hair that Jia Rong had never seen before. Her face was incredibly alluring, her every glance captivating and full of charm. Moreover, her belly shimmered, and upon closer inspection, Jia Rong discovered that a tiny, silver-white bead was embedded in her navel.
As the purple-haired enchantress danced, her eyes sparkled, sometimes seducing the prince, sometimes flirting with Jia Rong. She was fiery and alluring, and the Prince of Bei Jing just watched with a smile, while Jia Rong was speechless and dumbfounded.
After the dance ended, the six Miao girls withdrew, and the prince ordered the purple-haired dancer to pour wine for Jia Rong, saying with a smile, "This is my beloved concubine. Her original name was Kong Que'er. She used to be the chieftain of a cave with tens of thousands of people in Miao territory. After she came with me, she was called Zi Ji. Does Your Highness like her?"
Startled, Jia Rong hurriedly said, "How could I possibly like Your Highness's beloved concubine?"
Then Zi Ji poured wine and presented it to Jia Rong, saying with a smile, "Please, young master."
Her voice was alluring and seductive, seemingly capable of piercing one's soul. Startled, Jia Rong quickly caught it and downed it in one breath.
Prince Bei Jing and Jia Rong chatted about all sorts of things, while Zi Ji knelt beside Jia Rong, pouring wine and urging him to drink. A sweet, cloying fragrance wafted into Jia Rong's nose, making him almost forget who he was.
As they chatted, the conversation turned to their homes. Seeing that the prince occasionally asked questions and seemed quite interested, Jia Rong even brought up the fun he had in his room. He mentioned that once, when he was in high spirits, he and his wife, Qin, played a game called "The Magpie Perches on a Branch," gesturing wildly as if afraid the prince wouldn't understand. This made the prince's concubines and Zi Ji giggle, and Jia Rong became even more smug, though he didn't see the prince's expression clearly.
Prince Bei Jing laughed and said, "It has been a pleasure to meet with the Crown Prince. We have drunk quite a bit tonight, so I am going to rest. You don't need to go back to your residence; you can rest here."
Jia Rong was about to decline when he saw the prince being helped away by his several beautiful concubines.
The woman beside her, Zi Ji, said with a grin, "Young master, please come with me."
Jia Rong stood up in a daze, but stumbled. Zi Ji quickly caught him and helped him to the south side of the building. Inside, there were heavy curtains and brocade quilts scattered on the floor, making it exceptionally luxurious.
Zi Ji helped Jia Rong lie down, then knelt beside him and asked with a smile, "How are you, young master?"
Jia Rong glanced at him and replied, "I'm fine. Are you worried I'm drunk?"
Zi Ji laughed and said, "Alright, this humble concubine will be going now. There are maids outside; just call for whatever you want."
Just as she was about to get up, Jia Rong grabbed her arm and said with a lewd grin, "Where are you going without me?"
Zi Ji smiled alluringly and said, "What would I do with you?"
Seeing this, Jia Rong's heart fluttered, and his courage suddenly grew. He pulled her down, hugged her, and laughed, "You made me drink too much just now, so now you have to keep me company and work up a sweat before we can go to sleep."
Zi Ji remained silent, which pleased Jia Rong even more. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he began to search her body. Her skin was smooth to the touch, and what was most special was that everything about her was soft and supple. He had been with many women, but he had never encountered one like her before, and he couldn't help but become very aroused.
Jia Rong touched Zi Ji's lower body and suddenly let out a soft "Eek!" with a look of surprise. He then slipped his hand inside her waist and carefully explored for a while, causing Zi Ji to gasp softly. Jia Rong, his face full of excitement, suddenly pressed Zi Ji down and tried to untie her short skirt to take a look.
Zi Ji clutched her waist, panting, "I'm the prince's concubine, how dare you play with me like this?"
Jia Rong was startled, broke out in a cold sweat, and sobered up a bit. He then thought, "Prince Bei Jing asked her to drink with him earlier, and then left her alone to bring me here to rest. His intentions must be unusual. He must be using this beauty to entertain me because we got along so well."
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, so he laughed and said, "Even if the prince were to chop off my head tomorrow, I still wouldn't let you off the hook now that you've gone this far."
Zi Ji closed her eyes and released her grip, saying coquettishly, "You, after a few drinks, you've become so lecherous! I don't care anymore!"
Jia Rong was overjoyed and quickly took off her Miao-style short skirt. He spread her long legs open and took a look, and his blood boiled, almost causing his nose to bleed. It turned out that the pubic hair on Zi Ji's pink mound was also a light purple, bright and soft, which was quite special. However, since it matched her hair, it was not too strange. What was most strange was that her vulva, like her navel, was inlaid with small, shiny silver beads. One was located below the crimson clitoris and above the delicate clam-like mouth, while the other was set at the lower corner of the jade clam-like mouth. Under the dim light, they emitted a silvery glow, looking truly lewd to the bone.
The penis in Jia Rong's pants instantly swelled to its maximum size.
Atop the high-rise, a refreshing breeze wafted by, and there lay a man leisurely reclining on the jade-colored glazed tiles, holding a cup of fine wine in one hand, while occasionally bringing a pale purple floral handkerchief to his nose to smell it with the other. Gazing up at the star-studded night sky, he imagined a fairy with a pale purple floral handkerchief tied around her waist, gracefully swinging on a swing...

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