Chapter Seventy-Seven: Chivalrous and Courageous Peach Blossoms

The beginning of the story is good, and the ending is sad.

Here's the thing:

Sister Xiangjun was born in 1624 (Jiazi in the fourth year of Tomorrow's Qi), and her hometown: Wu Mansion in Fengqiao, Changmen, Suzhou. There are three brothers and sisters, and there are two older brothers. When he was eight years old, he changed his surname to Li with his adoptive mother, and his name was Li Xiang and his name was Xiangjun. His father was originally a military attachΓ©, but because he was a member of the Donglin Party, he was punished by Wei Zhongxian and his gang of eunuchs, and his family was ruined and wandered in a foreign land. Sister Xiangjun stepped into Qinhuai, settled in Meixianglou, split her thighs, and started a business.

Although Sister Xiangjun's business is very good, her fame has not gone up. The point is that the sex worker industry, like all other public institutions, has to be supported by someone (big man) if it wants a future.

Sister Xiangjun has never met such a person.

Just when Sister Xiangjun was about to lose confidence in history, the noble man he had been thinking about for a long time finally appeared. It was he who pulled Sister Xiangjun, who was originally resigned, into the annals of history.

Things have to start from a morning: that year (the autumn of the twelfth year of Chongzhen), Sister Xiangjun was 16 years old, as the book says, 'gentle and delicate, only to accompany the tortoiseshell feast, like a shy, not into the account of hibiscus.' On that day, she sat in front of the lattice window where the embroidered curtain was hanging, looking at the Qinhuai River from afar, and she was waiting for the love of her dreams.

At this time, a handsome boy walked over, carrying a package on his back, bookish, extremely coquettish, Sister Xiangjun was stunned for a while.

Gradually, the boy walked slowly past Meixianglou from far and near, and was about to pass by her. A breeze blew, and the fork pole holding the window suddenly fell, just hitting the boy's head.

The son was slightly stunned, picked up the stick and looked up: Wow, big beauty!

But I saw his black bearded and crow-wrenched sideburns, emerald and crooked crescent eyebrows, fragrant cherry mouth, straight and long Qiongyao nose, pink and red cheeks, delicate and dripping silver basin face, light curling flower body, jade slender green onion branches and hands, a twist of willow waist, soft and thick pink white belly, narrow star pointed feet, meat grandmother breast, white raw legs, and a tight, white fresh, black robe, I don't know what it is

Something.

Sister Xiangjun's face turned red and closed the window.

Childe looked up for a long time, and finally let out a lewd laugh. At this time, I suddenly felt a tap on the shoulder, and when I turned around, I saw an old woman sipping melon seeds in her mouth, and said to him with a smile: "Great official......

"Are you?!"

"Haven't you read "Water Margin"?! You are a donkey-sized hanger, and even people have forgotten about it, you really have no conscience. ”

"No, this sister, who the hell are you?! Do I know you?! ”

"Wang Yun!"

"Wang Yun?!"

"Daming Lakeside."

"Could it be that you are the Wang Yun who bought cooking cakes on the shore of Daming Lake?!"

"It's the slave family."

"Mom, I'm saved."

"The big official has taken a fancy to that little lady, right?!"

"Yes, Mrs. Wang, please." As he spoke, the prince took out a piece of silver from his bosom and stuffed it into the hands of the princess.

"Money is a bastard, you still leave it to your little lady!"

"What's so embarrassing?!"

"You just give me two recommendation tickets, it's best to collect it again, leave a post or something, and I'll refine it for you!"

"No problem! Godmother, my own mother. The happiness of my life depends on you! ”

"Don't get excited, come on, go to my teahouse for two sips of tea first, and let's talk slowly."

When the magistrate heard, who are you talking about this man? But it turned out to be Hou Fangyu, one of the four sons of the Fushe who was only 21 years old at that time, but was already well-known.

Name: Fangyu Hou

Alias: Hou Chaozong

Nationality: late Ming and early Qing dynasties

Place of birth: Shangqiu, Henan

Born and died: 1618-1654

Occupation: Home

Representative work: "Confessional Hall Anthology"

Industry reputation: with Fang Yizhi, Mao Xiang (Mao Bijiang, Dong Xiaowan's sister paper masters), Chen Zhenhui is known as the "Four Sons of the Late Ming Dynasty", and Wei Xi and Wang Wan are collectively known as the "Three Masters of the Early Qing Dynasty".

"By the way, godmother, whose girl is this little lady?!"

"The big official is the first time to come here, right?!"

"I'm going to take the college entrance examination, and I'm passing through here."

"This woman's name is Xiangjun, and she is the Oiran of this Meixianglou."

"Oiran?!"

"Prostitute!"

"Rub, that's easy to do!"

"No!"

"What?!"

This woman is very proud, and she will not accept it unless she likes it. If a senior official wants to be fortunate to her, he needs to have five things. ”

"Which five?!"

"The first is Pan An's appearance; the second is to have a big donkey license; third, to be as rich as Deng Tong; Fourth, if you want to be young, you must be soft and patient; Fifth, we need to be idle. These five pieces are called 'Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian'. It's all over, and the matter is obtained. ”

"No problem, it's a big deal not to take the exam."

"Okay, give a referral ticket first!"

"Haha, Godmother is a straight-talking person, I won't ink with you as a big man, look at the reward!"

"Thank you! Listen to me! ”

"It's all up to my godmother."

Without further ado, Wang Po used needlework as an excuse to attract Hou Fangyu and Sister Xiangjun to get together again. At this time, the wine is too much drunk, it is the Lang who is affectionate, and the woman is intentional. So, the wide clothes were untied, and the slab-papa......-papa

Can't you be civilized?!

Good.

But see: cross-necked mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the head of the phoenix wears flowers.

Joy and diligence are connected to the branches, and the beauty and sweetness are concentric and knotted.

One will put the red lips closely, and the other will snuggle the pink face.

Luo socks are tall, and two crescent moons are exposed on the shoulders;

The golden hairpin fell diagonally, and a dark cloud piled up next to the pillow.

Swear to the sea and the mountains, and fight a thousand kinds of charm;

Shy clouds and timid rain, rubbing thousands of enchanting.

It is just the sound of the warbler, which does not leave the ears.

Sweetly spitting with relish, smiling and sticking out the tip of the tongue.

The willow waist veins are thick, and the cherry mouth is slightly panting.

The starry eyes are hazy, and the sweat is fragrant;

The crisp chest is rippling, and the trickle of dew drops the peony heart.

Straight Rao matches the marriage harmony, it's really a cheating taste.

A little more modern to say e,**,**me!

Although the above is purely a joke, it is not very far from what Du Niang contains, and I personally think that it is still relatively close to history. Ha ha......

Anyway, it's just that, it's all that.

Now, with tenderness and sweetness, and consensual thinking, Hou Fangyu and Sister Xiangjun are in love. This should have been a period of talent and beauty, but unfortunately I chose the wrong background of the times. With the entry of the Manchu iron hoof, the Ming Dynasty mansion collapsed rapidly. Prince Zhu hurriedly crossed to the south, and in a miasma of black smoke, he hastily established the Nanming regime in Nanjing. Ruan Dacheng, the sworn enemy of the Restoration Society, seized this opportunity and walked out of the deep alleys of Jinling. He took refuge in Ma Shiying, a minister of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and appeared in the front of the political arena.

Hou Fangyu and Sister Xiangjun were getting along, and Hou Fangyu started the idea of redeeming her. But he didn't have any money in his hand, so he thought of a way: borrow! Whom to borrow?! Yang Longyou. However, the money was not Yang Longyou's, but a favor given to Hou Fangyu by Ruan Dacheng, who wanted to win Hou Fangyu into the bureaucracy.

Ruan Dacheng was originally an opera artist and family in the late Ming Dynasty, but his character was very low, and he was a character who was spurned by the Qingliu class. Hou Fangyu hesitated, but Sister Xiangjun was furious, and took off the hairpin on her head with her hand, scolding Hou Fangyu. sold the jewelry, borrowed money everywhere, and finally made up enough money and threw the money back to Ruan Dacheng. Annoyed and angry, Ruan Dacheng retaliated with despicable means. Hou Fangyu was helpless and left Nanjing in tears, and this short-lived love also came to a sad end in a hurry.

Sister Xiangjun boarded Meixiang Tower and sighed: "Isn't Tian Gong different from Ruan Gonghu? What do I mean by the one who praises the prince? Now it is a concubine who sells his son! ”

After Hou Fangyu went, Sister Xiangjun immediately ended her revolutionary career. washed away the lead, closed the door to thank the guests, and waited for the return of the son. At the instigation of Ruan Dacheng, Tian Yang, a big celebrity of the Hongguang Dynasty, came to welcome Li Xiangjun as a concubine. Sister Li Xiang refused, Tian Yang still insisted, she simply hit her head on the railing, and blood splashed the peach blossom fan. The marrying person saw that there was a murder, so he had to sneak back with a sedan chair.

But Ruan Dacheng didn't want to let Sister Xiangjun go, he waited for Sister Xiangjun to recover from her injury, and immediately recruited her into the palace to serve as a singer under the guise of a holy oracle. Soon after, the Qing soldiers captured Yangzhou and approached Nanjing, and Emperor Hongguang fled when he heard the news, and was finally hijacked by his generals and dedicated to the Qing army, and then the city of Nanjing was self-defeating. Sister Xiangjun escaped with some palace people taking advantage of the night.

Qinglou is a righteous prostitute, and the heroes are all dog slaughterers. Prostitutes put their lives on the line to maintain their chastity and morality, but the scholars gave up their principles and were ready to change their courts. After entering the Qing Dynasty, Chen Zhenhui lived in seclusion, risked Xinjiang to let go of Lin Quan, Fang Yizhi became a monk, Yang Wencong resisted the Qing Dynasty and martyred, Chen Zilong Shen Mingzhi, but Hou Fangyu couldn't bear the loneliness, participated in the township test of Shunzhi for eight years, and only entered the deputy list, which caused many people to criticize.

In the late spring of the twelfth year of Shunzhi (1655), the peach blossoms of the tree have withered and fallen red all over the ground. Sister Xiangjun quietly closed the fan inscribed with Hou Fangyu's poems, and earnestly packed up her bags and said goodbye to the past. She came alone to the foot of Qixia Mountain, in a silent Taoist temple, and became a Taoist priest. According to the history books, Li Xiangjun did not know what to do.

According to research, Li Xiangjun later met Hou Fangyu and died in the chicken garden.

In the midst of pain and guilt, Hou Fangyu erected a monument for Li Xiangjun and wrote a couplet. The tree stele in front of the tomb, the stele wrote: Qing hated and died and her husband was ashamed for life.

Talking about this, presumably some children's shoes will definitely say that it is Hou Fangyu who makes Sister Xiangjun famous in history. Actually, no. It was not Hou Fangyu who really made Sister Xiangjun famous, it was the writer Kong Shangren in the early Qing Dynasty.

After more than ten years of painstaking creation, he wrote a legendary script in three ways: "Peach Blossom Fan".

"Peach Blossom Fan" tells the story of Sister Xiangjun and Hou Fangyu.

I think back then, in Qin Huai Bayan, Sister Xiangjun's fame was not as big as Sister Liu Ru or Sister Yuanyuan. As soon as "Peach Blossom Fan" came out, Sister Xiangjun became popular all over the country overnight.

Walking through the old alleys of Qinhuai, there is only one embroidery building that can be found now: Meixiang Building.

Let's have a chance to go around and burn a piece of paper or something, hey......

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