[Classical] Joyful Marriage

Chapter One: The Old Woman Feigns to Care for a Poor and Weak Girl, Unwittingly Falling into a Prostitute's Lane
. It is said that during the Southern Qi and Liang Dynasties, Suzhou was a land of plenty. Near Fengqiao Bridge lived a fisherman named Zhang Tong, who married Zhao. They were old and childless, with only one daughter named Ke'er, who was exceptionally beautiful. When Ke'er turned fifteen, Zhang Tong fell ill and died, leaving the mother and daughter to make a living by fishing. At that time, war raged, and taxes were heavy. Fishermen like them paid thirty to twenty coins a day in taxes. Coincidentally, Zhang's fishing net broke, and their patched boat also broke down. Zhao, unwilling to pay the tax in vain, stopped fishing and made do with a makeshift shelter on the shore. Zhao was nearly sixty and could not bear the hardship; she fell ill and was on the verge of death. Ke'er had no money for medicine and cried all day long, her condition worsening day by day.
Just then, as Ke'er was crying, an old woman entered. After asking her name, it turned out she was a renowned old woman named Ma Boliu, a long-time devout woman. She had noticed Ke'er before and, passing by, had heard the crying and thus entered to inquire. She said, "Sister-in-law, please don't worry. I'll get you a doctor. Ask around in Suzhou; everyone knows my family, Jia Shan. Are you a girl? How old are you?" Ke'er replied, "I'm fifteen." The old woman said, "What a clever child! I love you so much!" She then took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Ke'er. Zhao could only kowtow.
The old woman said, "You're just a child; you probably don't know where the doctor is. I'll go myself and go for you." She then got up and left. After a short while, she returned with a doctor. The doctor took her pulse, diagnosed a serious illness, wrote a prescription haphazardly, took the money for the journey, and left. Here, the old woman returned with medicine, which Ke'er brewed for Zhao Shi, but it didn't help. Three to five days later,
Zhao Shi suddenly passed away. Ke'er, a lonely and frail woman, was caught off guard by this sudden tragedy and was helpless. She was weeping by the body when the old woman happened to come by. She quickly comforted Ke'er, then went out to buy clothes, a coffin, and invited monks to chant sutras by the river for three days to pray for the deceased before carrying the body to a cemetery for burial. Those who knew the truth suspected Ke'er of having ulterior motives; those who didn't praised the old woman's kindness.
After the burial, the old woman said, "Young lady, can you still live by the river alone? You have no relatives to rely on. In my opinion, you should come to my house; you might even get some food." Ke'er thought it over and had no choice but to agree. She thanked her profusely, packed her belongings, and followed the old woman to her house.
Upon arriving at the door, several shady-looking people exchanged glances with the old woman, which puzzled Ke'er. Upon entering, passing through several courtyards, she arrived at a secluded courtyard. Many beautiful young women greeted her, calling the old woman "Auntie" or "Grandma," their titles varying. All were young, dressed in fine clothes, and their manners alluring. Upon seeing Ke'er, they all commented on her appearance.
Ke'er was bewildered when the old woman spoke: "Your mother is buried, and you've come here too. But do you know what I do? To tell you the truth, this is a brothel. You shouldn't have come here. Now that you're here, there's nothing more to say. You're a sensible child, so I don't need to waste my breath. From now on, learn to sing and play instruments, entertain guests, and provide you with good food and clothing. I will not make things difficult for you. If you hesitate even a little, you'll see!" As she spoke, she removed the whip, waiting for Ke'er's reply.
At this moment, Ke'er awoke as if from a dream, filled with immense pain. The old woman was furious and started hitting her. The other women, doing their best, pulled Ke'er into a room and quickly comforted her, saying, "Miss, don't cry. It's all over now, why make yourself suffer?" Ke'er thought it made sense. She went back to the old woman's room, wiped away her tears, and said, "From now on, I can entertain guests, but I can't stay overnight. When I have a chance to redeem myself, don't stop me.
" The old woman frowned upon hearing this, a plan forming in her mind. She quickly smiled and said, "I told you you're a smart girl, you're right. We'll do as you say." So she dressed Ke'er up beautifully, taught her some songs, and started her business of welcoming new customers and seeing off old ones.
Ke'er was exceptionally beautiful and gentle, and within two or three months, her fame spread far and wide. Which wealthy merchant wouldn't covet her? Several times the old woman tried to force her to change her ways, but Ke'er refused. The old woman relied on her for income and didn't dare to go against her wishes, so she gave up. Autumn came and spring went, a year passed, and Ke'er's beauty and talent improved. Not only did she sing well, but she also became increasingly plump and beautiful, attracting a constant stream of customers seeking pleasure.
One day, Ke'er returned from drinking, slightly drunk. It was the height of summer, and the weather was hot and dry. Ke'er asked her maid to fill the bathtub with water, and she took off her clothes to bathe. Her spirits were lifted by the wine, and her desires were stirred. She couldn't help but feel aroused, and with her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, she slumped onto the natural chair, not even putting on any clothes, and drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, a person emerged from behind the curtain. When Ke'er opened her eyes, she didn't recognize him, but in her half-awake state, his eyes were even more alluring and captivating. The person was naked, walked forward, and embraced Ke'er. By then, Ke'er wanted to make a sound, but it was too late. In a situation of half-resistance and half-acceptance, the person smeared saliva on his penis, parted her jade thighs, and went to her warm and fragrant place. With one thrust, he penetrated her all the way in.
To find out what happened to Ke'er, please wait for the next chapter.
Chapter Two:
Ke'er, drunk and weak, was left at the Buddhist temple while watching a horse and lost her virginity to a lowly servant. Ke'er, her body weak from drinking, half-heartedly yielded to the man. It was Ke'er's first time, and she couldn't withstand the force of the thrusts. At first, she gritted her teeth and endured the initial penetration, but as the passion intensified, the pain became unbearable, and she begged for mercy. The man ignored her and thrust even harder. After a while, Ke'er felt less pain and began to enjoy it, so she let go and allowed him to do as he pleased. The more he did it, the more pleasure she felt, her desire rising, and she couldn't stop her heart from pounding. The man became even more aroused and thrust harder, until two nights later, her clitoris dripped with lust, before he finally stopped.
This man was a wealthy young man named He Zhongxiu, a local rich man who had long admired Ke'er and desired to have her. Although she had intended to style her hair, Ke'er had no interest in keeping it in her hair. So she conspired with the prostitute to seduce Ke'er. Just then, the young master had a trip to Jiangbei, so the plan was halted. Now that he was back, he immediately sent someone to inform the prostitute, ordering her to follow the plan. That night, aphrodisiacs were laced in the food and drink. Ke'er took them, and during the evening gathering, she invited the young master to her bedside, thus securing her place in his hands. However, the cost of this one encounter alone was no less than three to five hundred taels of gold.
After the young master finished, he climbed on top of Ke'er and told her everything. The deed was done, so she could only accept it. In this world, it's not a problem if things don't start, but once they do, it's impossible to hold on. That night, the young master had sex with Ke'er five or six times, until the sun was high in the sky before he stopped. Ke'er was already ravaged by the waves, a disheveled mess. From then on, the young master kept coming and going, and Ke'er gradually learned the pleasures of the trade. Besides attending to her clients, she also knew to choose the most beautiful and voluptuous ones to keep for her own amusement. Later, her lust became unbearable, and when she met a good man, she would have sex with him several times during the day. Her jade gate was like a mountain path, never able to keep up with the demand.
It was early summer, with flowers blooming and trees swaying, willows green and peaches red. Ke'er thought Lingyan Mountain was a famous scenic spot and wanted to visit it. So she and her maid hired a sedan chair and were carried straight to an ancient temple on Lingyan Mountain to rest. After exploring the various places, Ke'er gradually felt thirsty and tired, so she went to the main hall of the temple to burn incense and then went to the abbot's quarters for tea.
The abbot's surname was Qin, the son of the current prime minister. He had taken vows there and was given the Dharma name Aiyun. He was a playboy, and in his prime, he was strong and handsome, and extremely lustful. The abbot had a secluded suite, extremely secluded, with exquisitely crafted furnishings. He often kept women of all social classes, from officials to commoners, in this room for his pleasure. Some women were never released, while others were sent away after their defilement. Forced by his power, the women had no choice but to endure the humiliation and shame, daring not to speak out. Thus, many noble ladies were defiled by him.
At that moment, Aiyun saw Ke'er with her arched eyebrows, deep, clear eyes, graceful figure, and alluring charm, yet he seemed to be captivated. He devoted himself entirely to entertaining Ke'er. He flirted and seduced her in every way, praising the temple's antique furnishings over tea, leading Ke'er to wander through the various halls.
After walking around, they arrived at a suite. The maid saw the two enter and was about to follow when suddenly three or five monks rushed forward, grabbed the maid, and shouted, "What kind of country bumpkin dares to trespass into Buddhist territory!" Without a word, they beat her with sticks, driving her out of the temple gate. The gate was slammed shut, and the maidservant cried and screamed, but to no avail. After shouting for a long time, she had no choice but to turn back and report to the matriarch.
Ke'er and the monk had been talking for a while and had already won each other over. Ai Yun, seeing that they were getting along well, said, "This humble monk has a painting of the Buddha of Joy, which is very lifelike. Would you like to take a look, madam?" Ke'er turned around and smiled, her cheeks flushed, and said, "I was just about to take a look."
As they spoke, they arrived at a place, a small, warm pavilion, lavishly furnished. Lifting the embroidered curtains, they saw mirrors on all four sides, and in the center a bed, complete with brocade quilts and embroidered mattresses. The monk said, "Madam, would you like to see a Buddha statue? It's getting late, so please stay the night. I will keep you company tonight; perhaps it's a 'Joyful Buddha'?" As he spoke, his face pressed against Ke'er's
pink cheek. Ke'er's heart was already throbbing, and she slumped into the monk's arms. The monk then pulled her onto the bed and undressed her. Ke'er, her mind filled with desire, squinted her almond-shaped eyes and let him do as he pleased. Seeing the girl's smooth, white skin, the monk quickly removed his own clothes, raised his seven- or eight-inch-long penis, aimed it at her entrance, and thrust it in completely, pumping in and out with intense pleasure.
Ke'er displayed her skills, swaying her slender waist and teasing her flower core, which aroused the monk even more. His penis grew to over eight inches long, the head of his penis swollen like a chicken egg. With each thrust, he savored the pleasure. Ke'er, also aroused, thrust vigorously. The two were evenly matched, and they went at it for three hours. Ke'er had already climaxed three times, cooing and rubbing her flower core, until the monk finally ejaculated.
The monk embraced Ke'er and inquired about her background, only to learn that she was a courtesan. After they finished, Ke'er wanted to leave the mountain, but the monk wouldn't let her. Ke'er had no choice but to let him have his way, spending her days in the mountains enjoying herself. But that's another story.

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