Therefore, in ancient times, women often knew more about sex than men.
For the sake of the family's future, they had no choice but to seek out a woman who was more knowledgeable about bedroom arts to learn from.
Before sunset, the queen returned to the palace.
Just as I was about to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Emperor, I heard that he had gone to Yikun Palace.
At that moment, the Empress clearly realized that she was the mother of the Qing Dynasty and was sharing a husband with many women in the harem.
That little bit of expectation gradually faded away!
Her wet nurse, Madam Ma, saw the sadness in her eyes and kept comforting her.
After all, Sony didn't send her to the palace for jealousy or rivalry.
It was for the century-long glory of the Hesheli clan!
As long as she gives birth to the next emperor!
"Your Highness, why don't you practice Lady Wei's special skills when you have some free time? After all, men are simple in some ways!"
Upon hearing the wet nurse's words, the Empress's cheeks flushed.
"What Lady Wei taught me is too shameful!" The Empress felt embarrassed just thinking about those few hours that felt like an eternity.
"Your Majesty, you must not be so dignified. That's only for those lowly people. But when you're with the Emperor, he is also your husband," the wet nurse earnestly advised.
The wet nurse thought to herself, "Isn't it because the principal wife usually doesn't get the husband's favor, just because she's not as willing to go to such lengths as those lowly women?"
The Empress opened and closed her mouth but said nothing. She remembered the teachings of Lady Wei in the mansion.
If she weren't so useless, why would Mafa need to worry about these things?
She recalled her mother's teachings before her marriage and the things she had kept hidden away in her dowry.
"The bottom of the box" has a variety of shapes, some are shaped like fruit, some are shaped like boats, and some are simply a small box.
If you lift the lid of the box, you will find a pair of porcelain sculptures depicting a man and woman in sexual intercourse.
When her daughter was about to get married, the mother would take this thing out from the bottom of the chest, open the lid, show it to her daughter, and tell her what she should do on her wedding night.
There is another type of painting called "dowry painting," which is actually a scroll of erotic pictures depicting different sexual positions.
Before their daughter gets married, the parents would buy a scroll of this painting and put it in her dowry to take to her husband's family.
On their wedding night, they spread it on the bed and the couple did the same.
Zhang Heng of the Han Dynasty wrote a long poem called "Song of Harmony" which describes newlywed life. Some of the lines are: "I take off my gold-powdered clothes, and arrange pictures on the pillow and curtains. The White Maiden is my teacher, and the Heavenly Elder teaches the Yellow Emperor."
This indicates that at least as early as the Han Dynasty, two thousand years ago, there existed things like "dowry paintings".
Seeing the young emperor's expressionless face, Shirley from Yikun Palace stopped trying to scare him.
Pull him to kiss his little lips!
The young emperor seemed somewhat lost in thought, perhaps realizing that he didn't know why he hadn't done that to the empress.
Sherry didn't care what he was thinking and continued working.
He was still lost in thought.
Sherry laughed in exasperation! She wouldn't question her own charm; the only answer was that he wasn't good enough!
"Your Majesty, how about we find something more exciting?" Xue Li exhaled softly.
"What is excitement?" the young emperor asked, somewhat surprised.
Sherry blew out the last lamp, then wrapped herself up in a quilt like a rice dumpling.
"Would you like to hear a story?"
"Heh, just say it, why are you being so mystical?" The little emperor couldn't help but laugh at her appearance.
Hearing the laughter coming from inside, Liang Jiugong outside breathed a sigh of relief.
“It was said by my great-great-grandfather many years ago.”
"Your great-grandfather's grandfather is still alive?" Kangxi couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of doubt.
"It's been passed down by word of mouth, Your Majesty! I heard it from my grandfather!" Shirley thought to herself, unconvinced. "You really have met your grandfather and your great-grandfather!"
"Oh, okay, you can continue!" The little emperor couldn't help but laugh again at Xue Li's sullen expression.
“My great-great-grandfather’s neighbor’s son passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. The scholar was very popular in the area because it was considered very impressive for a scholar to come from my hometown. So people from miles around praised him highly.”
"How can a mere scholar have such a great influence?" The young emperor found it hard to believe.
Sherry snapped, "Are you even listening? You keep interrupting!"
How can she make up a story if her train of thought is disrupted?
"Alright, alright, you can continue." The little emperor couldn't help but laugh and beg for mercy as he looked at the little dumpling on the bed, its fur standing on end.
"That scholar was quite self-satisfied, spending his days being invited to drink and have fun. He even married a local girl from a wealthy family. However, he frequented brothels and, with the flattery of others, became restless and stopped studying diligently. As a result, he failed the imperial examinations for several years in a row and gradually became despondent, spending his days drinking and having fun."
"His wife couldn't bear to see him exile himself, and her repeated attempts to persuade him were futile. In desperation, she would often follow him when he was having fun, shouting and making a scene to force him to go home and study hard. Over time, no one dared to ask him to go out and have a good time anymore."
"But the scholar disdained his wife's good intentions and harbored resentment because of it. He felt that his wife was not only old and unattractive but also unreasonable all day long, causing him to lose face in front of his classmates. He couldn't help but plot how to get rid of his wife."
"How despicable!" the young emperor shouted angrily.
“Then one day, the scholar said he was taking his wife on a spring outing, but he tricked her into going up the mountain…” Sherry slowed down and said in a low voice, “He pushed her off the cliff. His wife fell off the cliff and died on the spot.”
"These beasts are worse than pigs and dogs!" the young emperor couldn't help but curse.
"What's hateful is that after the scholar returned home, he cried and shouted to his servants and neighbors that his wife had accidentally fallen to her death. Everyone around believed him, and even the woman's family comforted the scholar, telling him not to be sad and to remarry as soon as possible."
"How can there be such disgusting people in the world?!" The young emperor frowned.
“There are so many people like that. Women are like dandelions; if they fall into a fertile place, they will grow tall in the wind, but if they fall into a thin place, they will suffer their whole lives!” As Xue Li spoke, the young emperor looked at her with some surprise.
"This servant is blessed to have fallen into the Emperor's arms!" Shirley's flattering words softened the young Emperor's eyes.
"You're so clever!" The little emperor gently pinched her nose this time.
"I haven't finished yet!" Sherry quickly changed the subject. "The strange things started after the woman died."
Sherry deliberately created an atmosphere with her tone, her voice low and husky, her breath light and airy: "There's an old saying, 'If you've never done anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at your door in the middle of the night.' The scholar was guilty and afraid that the woman's vengeful spirit would come to his door, so he pretended to bury her body in the ground first, and then dug it up and burned it to ashes when the night was dark and the wind was high."
"Who knew that the next night, while the man was sleeping, he heard footsteps in the room, pacing back and forth in front of the bed..."
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