Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Introduction
In the autumn of the thirty-third year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, the crabapple blossoms lost their pink color and the wind swayed the green bamboos.
The fine shadows of bamboos filtered through the windows, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, reflected in the waterside pavilion, with light and shadow intertwined and entangled.
"Miss, Aunt Xilin is here."
A corner of the bamboo curtain was lifted, and a beam of broken golden sunlight came in obliquely, and the old sunlight spread out in a dim golden gray.
The warm wind brought with it wisps of hot air, and a greasy and fragrant smell hit my face.
Chu Xian was holding a white crane-white round fan to cool off, her elbows lazily resting on the edge of the table. Her eyelids were heavy just now, but now she straightened her body and, in panic, crumpled the red paper in her hand into a wrinkled ball.
"Ask the nanny Xilin to pay her respects to the young lady." A sharp and thin female voice came.
He ordered the nanny Xilin to slowly open the curtain and come in.
"Thank you, Aunt Xilin. Please take a seat. Someone, bring the tea."
Chu Xian covered her face with a round fan and stole a glance at the old woman with a thin face, red mouth and fine teeth.
Xilin was wearing a mandarin dress with rolled-up sleeves and gold-trimmed silk trim. Her hair was covered with silver plaques and her hairpins were a foot long. She had a silver earring and a small earring. She folded her hands in front of her with great respect.
She seems more approachable than the old nanny who squinted her eyes yesterday.
At this moment, Nanny Xilin was also shocked. Everyone said that the girl from Fei Yanggu's family was a sickly person with a life thinner than paper, but she didn't expect that she was such a charming and stunning beauty.
She was only thirteen years old, but she was already unreasonably beautiful. Her eyes and eyebrows were filled with a bright and lively beauty that was difficult to paint or describe.
The Manchus married virtuous wives and took beautiful concubines, and they were very particular about propriety in everything. Nara's beauty was too exaggerated.
The Fourth Prince has such a cold personality, it is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse for him to marry such a legitimate wife.
Pulling her thoughts back to her senses, Nanny Xilin bowed and sat down next to the rose stool.
"Young lady, seeing that the gold and jade are flying away, it is hard to keep them. On the sixteenth day of August next year, you will marry the Fourth Prince. I have come here today to teach you the principles of marital love."
Nanny Xilin nervously opened the lid of the bowl and took a sip of tea, then turned around and took the lacquered box from the bamboo bench.
Chu Xian had a splitting headache, and the silver-red tassels of her fan were tangled into a tangled mess.
If she had known that her father pretended to be sick and tricked her into returning home in order to force her to take sex education classes, she would have hidden in the old house in Shengjing and not returned to Beijing.
The families of high-ranking officials not only use erotic pictures to enlighten people about love, but also arrange for experienced people to teach the ways of men and women. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to Beijing, his father arranged this embarrassing thing.
As she spoke, the old nanny took out two ambiguous little bronze dolls huddled together from the box and placed them on the table.
The male doll has a big and strong body, with his knees slightly bent, standing facing the female doll.
The female doll's eyes conveyed affection, as if begging for mercy. She lay facing the man with her backs to the man, her plump legs resting on his left leg. Their bodies were intertwined, revealing a look of joy.
"Young lady, please first contemplate the Laughing Buddha. Don't be shy. The Laughing Buddha can bless you with good health and happiness, and return the pearl in your palm."
"Even the Fanhua Tower in the Forbidden City enshrines the Happy Buddha. Inside the tower's east and west walls are inlaid sixty-one six-tiered Buddha grids, praying for the royal family's descendants to multiply and prosper."
"Before a prince ejaculates and a princess marries, they must go to the Brahma Tower to observe the Tantric Happy Buddha for enlightenment in love affairs."
"Six months before the prince's wedding, the Imperial Household Department will assign eight palace maids to teach him about love affairs. They will accompany him to his bedchamber and teach him about love affairs, so that he can transform into a man."
Nanny Xilin spread out the hardcover "Su Nu Jing" and pointed at the entangled man and woman on the pages, talking freely.
"A woman's waist bends to receive the emperor's favor, and Mu Ze Yu Lu also has its own skills. You must strive to learn them. On your wedding night, you will know how to serve the Fourth Prince and enjoy his pleasure in bed."
Nanny Xilin gently took up Miss Nala's cold white hand, and pressed her fingertips lightly on the mechanism on the Happy Buddha, and the bronze doll moved instantly.
Chu Xian pursed her lips, lowered her head and tried to hold back a smile, but it was a bitter one.
When she thought of herself as the Empress Xiaojingxian who lost her son and was not favored by Emperor Yongzheng, and was even reprimanded by Emperor Yongzheng for eating the same dishes with him, she completely gave up all thoughts of love and wished she could cancel the engagement immediately.
There was no reason for me to bother learning any sexual techniques to please the Fourth Prince.
"Girl, please look carefully."
Nanny Xilin suppressed her displeasure but couldn't help feeling puzzled.
She taught many noble ladies in the capital, and they were all shy, confused, or nervous when facing the Tantric Laughing Buddha. How could they hold back their laughter like this?
I've heard that the girl from Fei Yanggu's family and Guo Luoluo from Prince An's mansion were nicknamed the "two straw bag girls."
Nara was born with a mother who killed her father and was uneducated. Guo Luoluo lost her parents at a young age and lived under the care of others. She had a bad temper. A girl who lost her mother's guidance and care at a young age always lacked the cultivation of a lady from a noble family.
"I'm so sorry, Ma'am, please continue to teach me."
Chu Xian pursed her lips, suppressed her smile, raised her eyes and continued to listen.
Aunt Xilin cleared her throat. "The Su Nu Jing says about regulating the pulse: have the woman lie on her side, bend her right knee, and stretch out her left arm. The man then stands on the ground and pricks her for a count of sixty-nine. When you're done, stop."
"Please look carefully. The specific method is as follows: the woman lies on her side, bends her right knee forward and extends her left arm. The man stands in front of the couch. Do this 54 times. This will replenish essence and blood, and regulate the meridians."
Aunt Xilin taught her step by step how to pose the Laughing Buddha according to the postures in the Su Nu Sutra.
With a soft click, the two tightly hugged bronze dolls separated. Chu Xian was looking down at them carefully when she suddenly saw the male doll...
It is so lifelike that you can even see the texture and veins.
Even the female dolls have delicately depicted pores.
Chu Xian's hands were restrained by Nanny Xilin, and she observed and practiced the front, back, and up and down postures of the Laughing Buddha several times, her hands trembling with soreness.
Until the afterglow of the setting sun dragged away the last ray of sunlight in the water pavilion, suddenly several muffled thunders rolled over the head, thunder and lightning moved quickly, strong winds blew one after another, and the sky was dark and the earth was pressing down.
The rain grew heavier, pattering on the embankment that had been exposed to the scorching sun all day, and wisps of faint white smoke rose up.
The wind was strong and the rain was heavy, with raindrops as big as green coins sweeping across the bamboo curtain.
Chu Xian pulled off the embroidered handkerchief on her collar and covered her mouth and nose tightly. The fishy smell of the dust wet by the rain made it hard for her to breathe.
"Congratulations, young lady. Today you have understood the principles of ethics between men and women." Nanny Xilin patted her waist.
"Thank you for your help today, Madam."
Chu Xian stuffed a piece of reward money into the hands of the teaching nanny. She didn't let go until the old nanny stepped out of the stone steps on the embankment, then she leaned on the corner of the table and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yinyin stuffed the Laughing Buddha and the "Su Nu Sutra" given by the old lady under the bookcase, out of sight, out of mind.
On this side, Nanny Xilin had just stepped out of the hanging flower gate when a banner girl with plump cheeks and a beautiful face like a peach or plum came walking sideways.
The girl's eyes were clear, dark and bright under her distant mountain-like eyebrows. Her temples were hooked beside her ears, and the rouge on her cheeks was so bright and charming that it spread all the way to her temples.
Although she is beautiful, she walks in a heavy and unruly manner, with a bold and aggressive air, completely lacking in the elegance and grace of a lady.
When she stole a glance at the red gauze whip on the girl's waist, Nanny Xilin hurriedly lowered her head and retreated to the corner to avoid this troublesome person.
When Guo Luoluo walked into the partition door, Chu Xian was hiding behind the screen to wipe her face, which was covered with greasy powder and sweat, looking shameful.
After washing off the makeup, she closed her eyes and rubbed a finger of Jade Face Powder in her palm. Just as she was about to pat her cheeks, her cheeks suddenly became wet as if someone had splashed water on them.
"Hey, stop it."
Chu Xian opened her eyes, looked at Guo Luoluo Wan Ning angrily, dipped her hand into the copper basin, and splashed water on her face.
Guo Luoluo turned her head away, then came closer again: "Xian'er, I heard from the Eighth Master that the Fourth Prince had an accident while on duty in Jiangnan. He is really something. He knew that Jiangnan was the lair of the remnants of the Southern Ming rebels, but he still acted so recklessly."
"Oh." Chu Xian responded casually. She was not interested in the Fourth Prince's recent situation at all.
Ever since her engagement at the age of ten, disasters had plagued her. On the very night Emperor Kangxi granted her marriage, she drowned. Her father, Feiyanggu, also retired due to injuries.
Obviously, someone didn't want her to become the Fourth Prince's wife. I don't know whose way she blocked that led to the other party's murder.
Over the years, she has been cautious and secluded, only interacting with her close friend Guo Luoluo, for fear of being killed again.
"Xian'er, do you dislike the Fourth Prince?"
How could Guo Luoluo not realize that Xian'er had no personal feelings for the Fourth Prince?
"Ning'er, marriage is a matter of parents' orders and matchmakers' words. The royal family has always been ruthless. If there are emotional ties, it may not be a good thing. The same is true between you and the Eighth Master. You need to be more open-minded and generous in everything."
Chu Xian thought of the fate of the Eighth Concubine Guo Luoluo in history, where her bones were scattered and her ashes were scattered, and she couldn't help but frown. But when she thought of the disastrous consequences of her changing history over the years, she immediately clenched her palms in fear.
"The Eighth Master is different from other princes. He treats me very well. Okay, okay, let's get back to the topic." Guo Luoluo covered her blushing cheeks with her hands.
"I came here today to ask if you're going to the Mulan Autumn Hunt. The Fourth Prince is still stuck in trouble in Jiangnan, so he's not going this year."
"This year's Mulan Autumn Hunt lasts from early August to late November. The emperor will have to stay in the Mulan hunting grounds for four months. If you don't come, it will be very boring."
Chu Xian tapped her brow with her finger and jokingly said, "I won't get in the way. I'll disturb you and the Eighth Master's lovemaking. Please help me hunt some more furs. I'm in need of a silver fox fur cloak."
"Miss." The little maid Xianrong called anxiously from outside the door.
Chu Xian's face darkened: "What did he steal today?"
"My dear, the trousseau box is missing a satin fox fur coat, a green jade ewer, two pairs of red lacquer boxes with precious patterns, two pairs of amber tobacco pipes, and a gold plaque with double happiness characters."
"How dare he so brazenly steal your dowry! Where did he use it for whoring and gambling?"
Guo Luoluo was so angry that she started cursing, waving her sleeves and whip, and was about to chase after him aggressively.
Chu Xian hurriedly grasped her sleeve and said, "Don't be angry, just listen to me."
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New book opening!
The next book is "Daily Life of Qin Shi Huang's Close-fitting Maids" Afangnu X Qin Shi Huang
Pre-collected articles: "Maid in the Concubine's Room", "After Being Widowed, Kangxi Became a Concubine", "Concubine Wan"
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Completed articles: "De Fei", "Yongzheng's Trial Marriage with a Palace Maid", and "Ten Years as Yongzheng's Secret Guard"
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