The Three Heroes of Charm

Inside the courtyard, Li Jing was cooking mutton while scrubbing his red horse.

Just then, a man emerged from the guest room. He was of medium height, wearing a gauze hat and a fur coat wrapped inside out. His face was covered with a long, red, curly beard, and his eyes, like copper bells, were piercing and commanding. He led a donkey from the corridor, tied it to a tree beside him, and then swaggered over to sit at the table in the courtyard. Facing the small window, he poured himself a drink while his eyes fixed intently on Hong Fu inside the room.

Hong Fu was sweeping the windowpane with her whisk when she caught a glimpse of the man in the courtyard. A name flashed in her mind. Li Jing, who had long been impatient, thought, "How can someone stare at someone's wife so intently!" But he restrained himself from reacting.

The man stared at Hong Fu for a while, then began to hum and recite: "A graceful beauty, why has she ended up in this thatched hut? A spring breeze stirs, filling the room with fragrant clouds."

Li Jing, enraged by such provocation, was about to confront the man when Hong Fu emerged from the room, subtly waving to Li Jing before rushing to the courtyard to speak with him: "May I ask your surname, sir?"

"My surname is Zhang," he replied, bowing. "

My surname is also Zhang; we are siblings," Hong Fu said with a smile.

"Where is your husband?"

Hong Fu pointed to Li Jing, who was squatting nearby, angrily brushing his horse: "Here he is!" she exclaimed, "Li Jing, come and see this gentleman!" Li Jing had no choice but to reluctantly come forward.

The man asked, "What is your esteemed surname?"

"Li Jing, from Sanyuan."

"So you are Pharmacist Li."

"And you are…?"

"My name is Zhang Zhongjian, from Qinzhou."

Upon hearing this name, Li Jing felt a sense of familiarity. Looking at the man's thick, curly red beard, he exclaimed in surprise, "Could you be the Bearded Old Man?"

"Haha! Haha…"

Li Jing quickly rose and bowed, saying, "It is an honor to meet you, sir, and to witness your demeanor. I apologize for my rudeness." He then hurriedly prepared wine and food.

No wonder Hong Fu was shocked upon seeing him and treated him with utmost deference. It turned out that this bearded old man was a famous figure in the Shaanxi region, and Li Jing had already heard of his name and the legends surrounding him!

As the saying goes, "Heroes emerge in troubled times!" At that time, war raged everywhere, and the winds of change were blowing. In Changbai Mountain, there was Wang Bo, the wise and righteous leader, who gathered his followers; south of the Yellow River, there was Zhai Rang leading the Wagang Army in rebellion; and among the common people, there was a mysterious figure who believed in Taoism, known as "the Bearded Old Man." Legend has it that the Bearded Old Man possessed extraordinary skills and specialized in robbing the rich to help the poor, often killing the wicked. Once, he and his men robbed a merchant ship on the Grand Canal, obtaining a large amount of wealth;

another time, the magnificent dragon horse that the government had confiscated from foreign lands was also captured by him when it crossed the Yangtze River to Jiangdu. He hid a fortune of millions, fine horses, and weapons in a secret place, exclusively for the use of the heroes who gathered to start an uprising. If any of them were in trouble and sought his help, he would generously give them all, even if it meant throwing money around. However, he always traveled the world with a Taoist priest who was skilled in observing celestial phenomena and understanding the workings of clouds, appearing and disappearing without a trace...

Hong Fu was also busy and quick-wittedly preparing bowls and plates. The bearded old man pointed to the food cooking on the stove and asked, "What is cooking here? It smells so good. I'm quite hungry. May I have some to eat?"

Hong Fu quickly replied, "It's mutton, which is perfect for your family." He then brought a bowl of fragrant mutton to the table.

At this moment, the bearded old man picked up a leather pouch beside him and said, "I have some snacks here to go with the wine. I wonder if Mr. Li would like to share them with me?" He then pulled a blood-soaked human head from the pouch, along with a mangled heart. Upon seeing this, Hong Fu stumbled back a few steps, but quickly regained her composure and forced herself to sit down at the table.

The bearded old man then put the head back into the pouch, pulled a dagger from his boot, shattered the heart and liver into pieces, and threw them to the lame donkey under the tree. Li Jing asked in surprise, "Whose head is this? Why did you cut it off, Brother Zhang?"

"Lord Li," the bearded old man replied, "look at this head. It is the head of a treacherous traitor; this heart is a wicked heart harboring evil; this tongue is a tongue that stirs up turbulent waves; this mouth is a mouth that spews filth. What use is this filthy creature of the world to me? I have spent ten years obtaining this, and I will not spare him. Beheading him and ripping out his heart—how satisfying!" After saying this, he drank three cups of wine, then, while devouring mutton, he raised his knife to chop meat and threw it at the lame donkey. But the lame donkey did not eat it.

Hong Fu stared in disbelief. Li Jing said sadly, "I have always admired your heroic spirit."

The bearded old man stroked his beard and said, "Mr. Li, you are mistaken. I am not worthy of your following. Judging from your dignified bearing, you are indeed a great man. I wonder where you will go?"

"I will go to Li Yuan and his son in Taiyuan."

The bearded old man nodded in approval. "As the saying goes, 'A good minister chooses his lord, and a good bird chooses its tree.' This is very true."

At this moment, Hong Fu, seeing the blood, felt nauseous and quickly apologized, asking to leave to rest in her room. The bearded old man looked at her slender back and said, "Mr. Li, you are a poor scholar. How could you have obtained such a beautiful woman?"

"To tell you the truth, she was originally a concubine in the household of Yang Situ, the governor of Xijing. It's just that..." Li Jing then explained the whole story.

The bearded old man said, "Li, with such a beautiful woman by your side, how can you be at ease?"

"That's exactly what's troubling me."

"It's not difficult at all; I can help you now!" The bearded old man drank another cup and said, "You and your husband return to the capital. Three days later, at noon, wait for each other at Fenyang Bridge. Someone will come to take you to a residence and settle her in." Having said this, he rose, bowed, took the donkey, hummed a little tune, and rode away.

Hong Fu called urgently from the window, "Brother Zhang, please wait! Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"See you later, see you later, hahaha…!" A series of hearty laughs echoed outside the inn.

Li Jing and Hong Fu immediately returned to Xijing, arriving at Fenyang Bridge three days later.

At the head of Fenyang Bridge, a young Taoist priest gazed into the distance. When he saw a tall, imposing horse, a handsome man embracing a beautiful young woman, the woman holding a red whisk, he recognized them as guests of the Bearded Old Man and immediately came over to greet them. After exchanging pleasantries, the young priest led them through streets and alleys, across small bridges and secluded paths, to a small courtyard. Opening the wooden gate, they entered a quiet and elegant residence.

Several women resembling Taoist nuns approached and said, "This residence in Wulingfang is a villa purchased by the Bearded Old Man, which we are responsible for guarding. Yesterday, he instructed us to welcome his sworn sister, Miss Hongfu, to stay here, and we are waiting for her here." Indeed, one of the attendants led the couple to see the residence and courtyard.

In the afternoon, male and female servants busied themselves preparing a banquet to welcome the couple. Li Jing and Hong Fu then began to drink together. After several rounds of drinks, Hong Fu said with a contented expression, "Li Lang, I have made all the necessary arrangements, and you can set off tomorrow. Today, I toast you with a cup, hoping that you will not give up on yourself, but achieve great things. Hong Fu will be here waiting for your good news. To express my feelings, I will sing a song and dance for you." After saying this, Hong Fu left her seat, tidied herself up a bit, raised her red whisk, and began to dance gracefully.

From this secluded villa came a rare song: "A rolling journey, heavy with parting thoughts, an endless road stretching on. Helplessly, the swallows fly west, the shrike flies east. It breaks the heart at the crossroads. I fear only the desolate, empty embroidered door. It's hard to bear, the door closed, pear blossoms embracing the night rain..."

These lines stirred a bitter feeling in the heart of even the toughest man, Li Jing. After drinking a cup, he said, "How about I offer you a 'Liang Drum and Horn Flute Melody'?" With that, he rose and brandished his sword, its cold light gleaming, and sang: "Mounting the horse without a whip, I break off a willow branch. Sitting here, I play the long flute, making the traveler sad." They recited poems, drank wine, and said goodbye until the night was deep.

The next day, Hong Fu silently prepared Li Jing's travel attire, watching with a sorrowful expression as the moment of parting drew near.

But a day passed, and as it was time to retire, Li Jing showed no sign of leaving. Seeing this, Hong Fu said sternly, "Li Lang, you are a scholar. Do you know which ancient person said this?" "

What is it?"

"It is said: 'Let's go! To cherish what one loves and be content with one's lot is enough to ruin one's reputation.'"

Li Jing replied, "I know! I just can't recall which ancient person said it."

Hong Fu sighed, "Alas! Haven't you heard the story of the woman from Qi advising Prince Chong'er of Jin?"

"Oh, I remember, I remember! The Zuo Zhuan records that when Prince Chong'er of Jin fled to Qi, Duke Huan of Qi married him to a woman from Qi and gave him twenty fine horses. Chong'er was content with the pleasures of Qi and did not miss his homeland. His attendants reminded him not to forget the important matter of rebuilding the state, but he did not listen. They plotted to return to Qi in the mulberry grove, which was discovered by his wife, Jiang. Jiang did not try to stop her husband, but

instead urged him to return quickly. At that time, she said, 'You have the ambition of four beautiful women... What are you doing! To be content with comfort is to ruin your reputation.' Do you think that's right?"

Hong Fu smiled and said, "Yes! Later, Prince Chong'er still did not leave. What did Jiang do then?"

"She conspired with her attendants to get Chong'er drunk, put him in a carriage, and send him out of Qi. By the time Chong'er woke up, they had already gone far beyond the borders of Qi."

"And then?"

"After that, Chong'er rebuilt the Jin state, and didn't he become one of the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period?"

Hong Fu revealed a shrewd look: "Then... Li Lang, do you also want Hong Fu to follow Jiang Nu's plan?"

"Hmm..." Li Jing was speechless. Li Jing looked at Yuan Fang, as if talking to himself: "Alright, I'll leave tomorrow!"

Although Hong Fu showed an appreciative smile on her face, her heart was bleeding because of the impending separation. Hong Fu offered her cherry lips to kiss Li Jing, and finally could not hold back, hot tears welled up in her eyes.

The kiss before parting seemed all the more moving and passionate. Both of them wished that time could stand still at this moment.

Perhaps it was the atmosphere that made Hong Fu act so proactively, almost frantically. She kissed Li Jing's face all over; she took the initiative to remove his clothes, kissing his chest and abdomen, leaving her fragrant lip prints all over his body; her soft, delicate hands couldn't help but tease Li Jing's penis and scrotum.

Li Jing squinted with pleasure, calling out, "Oh... Hong Fu... my wife... um... um..." while his hands busily undressed Hong Fu. Hong Fu loosened her hair, tossed her head, and "whoosh!" her long, flowing hair cascaded down to her waist. Her beautiful body, which was endlessly captivating, resembled a jade fairy, making Li Jing stare at her intently.

Li Jing stepped closer, his left arm tightly embracing Hong Fu, kissing her; his right hand lifted her left leg, his erect penis positioned directly at her entrance, and with a slight thrust, it slid smoothly into her wet vagina.

"Mmm...mmm...Li Lang...good...mmm...so deep...mmm..." Hong Fu's arms wrapped around Li Jing's neck, her body rising and falling with his powerful thrusts, her full breasts being squeezed and rubbing against his chest.

"Mmm...mmm...Li Lang...I...can't take it...ah...mmm..." Hong Fu rested her head on Li Jing's shoulder, whispering softly in his ear. Li Jing thrust powerfully, seemingly supporting Hong Fu's weight solely with his penis, making her feel so relaxed and weak that she felt almost exhausted, her supporting leg trembling violently. If it weren't for Li Jing's embrace, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

Hongfu, her head thrown back, screamed with all her might. She was being thrust into by Li Jing, her body throbbing with pleasure, her juices flowing freely down her thighs. Hongfu pleaded, "...Li...Li...Li Lang...I can't...I can't take it anymore..." Though she said she couldn't take it anymore, she raised her legs, wrapping them around Li Jing's waist and hips, clinging to him.

Li Jing held Hongfu's buttocks tightly, pressing their bodies even closer, then walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Hongfu was now dizzy. Li Jing simply let his penis soak in her warm vagina, feeling the massage-like movements on the vaginal walls, enjoying a different kind of tranquil pleasure; his hands gently caressed Hongfu's delicate skin.

Hongfu's heightened emotions slowly subsided. She looked intently at Li Jing's face, as if trying to imprint his image deeply into her heart. Hong Fu thought of Li Jing's departure, not knowing when they would meet again, perhaps forever… Thinking this, tears welled up in her eyes again. Li Jing looked at the pitiful Hong Fu, understanding her pain, for he himself was in the same boat.

He licked away Hong Fu's tears with his lips, his fervent patriotism almost collapsing at that moment. If Hong Fu had uttered even half a word about not wanting him to leave, Li Jing would have stayed without hesitation. Hong Fu understood Li Jing's feelings, but she knew she had to appear stronger than him, even if it meant forcing a

smile. Lost in thought, Hong Fu was gradually aroused again by Li Jing's caresses and kisses. Only then did Hong Fu realize that Li Jing's penis was still deeply inserted inside her, and her face flushed again, her emotions rising rapidly like a whirlwind. Hong Fu gently pushed Li Jing onto the bed, straddling his chest with her back to him, and lowered her head to take his thick, erect penis

into her mouth. "Ah!...Wife...oh...so good...mmm..." Li Jing only felt his penis being sucked by warm lips; being rubbed by soft tongues, waves of tingling, numbness, and itchiness spreading throughout his body. While licking and sucking his penis, Hong Fu rubbed her vulva against Li Jing's chest back and forth incessantly. As the range of motion expanded, the amount of vaginal fluid left on his chest increased and became more lubricated.

Li Jing could clearly see Hong Fu's red vaginal opening opening and closing as if breathing; the sticky wetness covered her entire vulva, as if covered by a layer of crystal-clear protective film. Li Jing, almost frantically, pulled Hong Fu close to his waist and hips, pressing her vulva against his face, rubbing his lips against her labia; probing her honeyed opening with his tongue; and even swallowing her flowing, sour, lustful fluids.

The moans of "Mmm, Ahh, Ahh" filled the room with a palpable sense of spring. No one could have imagined that this couple, deeply in love, were about to part ways…

The next morning, Li Jing awoke to find the room empty. He quickly got up and was urgently calling for Hong Fu when a servant handed him a letter and a scroll of military strategy, inscribed "Hidden by the Bearded Old Man." The servant said,

"Miss Hong Fu packed her clothes and left at dawn, saying that if you, sir, do not depart, she cannot return home." Li Jing opened the letter, knowing it was Hong Fu urging him to leave. Unable to hold back his tears, he steeled himself and rode eastward.

As winter faded and spring arrived, the Wei River remained frozen. The tall, green locust trees along the post road were reduced to bare branches. Li Jing, utterly dejected, couldn't help but look back westward. Where had Hong Fu gone? Alas, it was all his fault for being too attached to her. He hadn't expected that even a seven-foot man like himself would become so weak-willed and sentimental.

Li Jing spurred his horse eastward. Ahead lay Hangu Pass, a strategic pass where "carts could not derail, and horses could not ride side-by-side." However, Li Jing had traversed it many times and knew the way well, his horse galloping forward without stopping. Just as Taiyuan was near, suddenly, his red steed neighed and leaped into the air. Li Jing tripped over a rope, tumbled down, and was bound and shoved into a chariot by a group of men.

Inside the military tent, after removing the blindfold, Li Jing looked closely and saw a general sitting upright in the hall. He immediately recognized him as Li Yuan, the Duke of Tang. Standing beside him was a handsome young man with bright eyes. Li Jing thought to himself, "This is probably Li Shimin."

The general asked sternly, "Who are you?"

"Li Jing, Prefect of Mayi County."

"Why have you come here alone?"

"I have come specifically to seek refuge with the General." "

Are you spying on my army's movements?" "

Liu Wenjing, a subordinate of the General, is an old friend of mine. You can ask him to testify."

"You are so cunning! Liu Wenjing is on a mission to the Turks and is not in the army. You are using his name to deceive me. Take him out and execute him!"

At this moment, Li Jing shouted, "General, you raised an army to rid the world of evil and relieve suffering. How can you not consider the greater good and indiscriminately kill brave men?"

Li Yuan remained silent. At this moment, Li Shimin whispered to his father, "Li Jing is no ordinary man. Liu Wenjing has recommended him to me many times. I hope Father will reconsider."

Li Yuan remained silent. Just then, Li Jing was pushed outside the camp gate, and someone rushed into the tent to report, "General, please look. There is a military book and a letter in his bag."

Li Yuan took the letter and saw that it was written in a woman's delicate handwriting: "Li Lang: I am leaving now with tears in my eyes, only because I see that you love me deeply, and I am afraid that I will hinder your future. After I leave, I hope you will quickly go to Taiyuan and join the Li family. I will not let you down. When you have achieved success, I will come to you. Hong Fu bows."

Upon seeing this letter, Li Yuan hurriedly ordered: "Untie them quickly! Untie them quickly!"

(Epilogue)

In the second year of Wude, after defeating Wang Shichong of Luochuan, Li Yuan ordered Li Jing to attack Xiao Xian, who occupied Jingzhou. Xiao Xian relied on the natural defenses and stubbornly resisted. When Li Jing attacked Shanzhou, he could not advance an inch for several months.

At this time, Emperor Gaozu was furious at Li Jing's delay and the loss of opportunity. He secretly ordered Xu Zhao, the governor of Shanzhou, to pass on the order to Li Jing: "If you fail to capture the enemy within ten days, you shall be executed according to military law!" With the deadline approaching and the situation showing no signs of improvement, Li Jing was anxious and at his wit's end.

That day, Li Jing shunned his officers and returned to his tent. After drinking several cups of wine alone, he raised his cup with both hands, knelt facing northwest, and wept uncontrollably, silently saying, "Madam! Madam! I, Li Jing, have failed you in your efforts. If we fail to capture the rebel tomorrow, we will never meet again. I hope you will take care of yourself!"

"Haha! Haha! General Li, why are you in such a sorry state?" A black robe fluttered in the wind from inside the tent, revealing a handsome young man in a purple crown and sable coat, dressed exactly as he had been the previous night.

"Hongfu... Madam, what brings you here?" Li Jing recognized Hongfu, whom he had been longing for, at a glance, and couldn't help but think he was dreaming.

"You've been unable to defeat the enemy here, caught in a dilemma. News of your actions has already reached the Northern Kingdom. My brother Zhang was originally going to Fuyu, but turned back halfway and came with me on this urgent journey. He asked me to present you with ten volumes of secret military treatises. As you can see, I've already prepared them for you."

Li Jing took the military treatises as if they were priceless treasures and asked urgently, "Where is the Bearded Old Man?"

"He left a few hours ago. I've been waiting for you in this military tent for a long time." The next day, when the court was about to execute him, Li Jing hastily offered a brilliant plan and pleaded for a reprieve. Xu Zhao, pitying his talent, also pleaded for his life, and he was spared.

Afterwards, Li Jing cleverly used the Bearded Old Man's strategy, gaining repeated victories in battle. From then on, Li Jing never allowed Hong Fu to leave him again.

In the second year of the Zhenguan era, Li Jing defeated the Turkic Khagan, and Hong Fu was honored as the wife of the Minister of War.

In the eighth year of the Zhenguan era, Li Jing was appointed Commander-in-Chief of the Xing Army, driving the invading Tuyuhun all the way to Jishi Mountain.

In the eleventh year, Hong Fu was honored as the wife of the Duke of Wei. Over these decades, Li Jing's military tactics were divine, daring to undertake solitary expeditions and repeatedly launching surprise attacks. Many people said that he benefited from the several volumes of military books secretly

passed down by the Bearded Old Man, while others said that he benefited from the behind-the-scenes guidance of his wife. The truth remains unknown. Unexpectedly, Hong Fu, nearing fifty, contracted malaria and passed away peacefully in General Li's arms. At the time of her death, her skin was as white as snow and her cheeks as white as frost, her face still radiant with youthful beauty, her

jade-like countenance smiling, her unparalleled beauty undiminished. The eternal confidante of a hero, the kindred spirit and companion of kindred souls, departed this world. Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, issued an edict stating: "The scale and form of the tomb of the Duchess of the State should be modeled after the stories of Wei Qing and Huo Guang of the Mongol Empire, with commemorative tombs erected on Tieshan Mountain in the territory of the Turks and Jishi Mountain in the territory of the Tuyuhun, to honor the special merits of the couple."

In the seventeenth year of the Zhenguan era, Emperor Taizong further decreed that portraits of Li Jing and twenty-four other meritorious officials be painted in the Lingyan Pavilion for posterity. At the time, some suggested that a portrait of Lady Hongfu should be painted next to Li Jing. However, due to Hongfu's background, her beautiful image ultimately did not make it into the Lingyan Pavilion. The book attributed to Li Jing and passed down through generations is considered by some to be a forgery, as are the military treatises compiled by Hong Fu, such as the three-volume *Six Armies Mirror*, *Questions and Answers of Li Weigong*, and *Collected Military Treatises of Weigong*. However, the beautiful melody of a wise and discerning eye recognizing a brilliant talent has been passed down through the ages.

[The End]

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