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Rain washes over the
autumn streets; no dust
rises from the ground. The
greening mountain, the trees
in bloom, rejuvenate the city.
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When the scenery is so
opulent, no one comes to
gaze at the lovely courtesans.


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What a catastrophe!
A catastrophe!

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What a catastrophe!
A catastrophe!

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What catastrophe? What is
it that has so alarmed you?

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Ruan Dacheng has accused you of
conspiring with Zuo Liangyu.
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He claims that you have
been in secret
correspondence with him
and that Zuo is acting on
your counsel.

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But I have never been such a
foe of Ruan's! Why would he
spread such vicious slander?
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I expect it's because you
refused his wedding gifts.
That was rash; but now there
is no time to delay. You must
flee the city immediately.
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But I don't even know where
to go!

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Seek General Shi Kefa out
first; you will find refuge in
his encampment.

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We have only just married!
How could I bear to part from
Xiangjun?

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Though my parents are still
alive, I have no way of
sending word.

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Now the fires of war are
burning along the beacon
towers, and who knows but
that my home has been
ravaged already.

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How I wish to return, but
how perilous the voyage!
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Confusion reigns across the
lands, and dangers are hard
to avert on the
lengthy,branching roads.
The skies dim and dusk falls.

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While our hearts yet yearn
for those moments of joy,
we taste of the cruelty of
parting.
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Ah, the sorrow of parting!
But we must try to bear it.

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t´{³ ø½
I shall endure, though
my brows may furrow, and
my fragrant tears pearl, on
the quilts I prepare for your
journey.

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These ointments, this linen;
all are stained with my tears.

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Our parting is but for a
moment. Soon we shall be
reunited.

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The smoke of battle rises.
Can you be so certain we
shall meet again?


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He must leave.


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Fangyu!

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Ah, it may look like merely a
play, but plays merely resemble life.
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After Hou Fangyu fled the
calamities that threatened
him, Xiangjun shut herself
up and refused to receive
guests.


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Ma Shiying sent Ruan
Dacheng with money to force
Xiangjun to marry a certain
Prefect Tian.

 
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-Wencong!
-Dacheng!
-Well met. Where are you
headed?
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Prefect Tian is to wed
Xiangjun.

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Ma Shiying says her consent
is immaterial. No matter what,
she must be dragged out of
her quarters.
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Still, it will be best not to
disturb her too much.

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Wencong, you have often
been in the courtesan¡¯s
quarters. It will be best if
you speak to her.
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-Courtesy is a lesser
virtue than obedience.
-Farewell.
-Farewell!

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Three hundred taels for her
hand. No mean affair!


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-I have come especially to
tell you the good news!
-What news is that?

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Prefect Tian has come to
marry your daughter.

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How awful! Has that
damnable man really come
again?

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What do you mean, ¡°damnable¡±?
Prefect Tian is
coming to wed Xiangjun.

À¯´À´ ð³8n
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Didn't you love us well,
once? Why treat us so
appallingly?
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A sum of three hundred as a
dowry- that's certainly not
unfair. And marriage to a
high official is certainly no
material hardship!

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-What a situation! But Mr.
Yang's words are not
unreasonable.
-Indeed they are not.
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How can you say such a
thing?

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Wasn't it Mr. Yang who was
my matchmaker? And didn't
you, mother, preside over
the wedding ceremony?

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I married Hou Fangyu before
a roomful of guests-
everyone witnessed it.

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Haven't you read the poem
of love inscribed on my fan?

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Or did you forget it so
easily?

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But Fangyu has fled the city,
and no one knows where he
is.

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Supposing he is gone for
three years? Will you do
nothing but wait for him?

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May it be three years, or ten,

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or one hundred: it is
immaterial. I shall never
marry another.

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What a strange disposition!

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Just like the day you cast
off the apparel Ruan
Dacheng presented to you.

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Ruan and Tian both belonged
to the eunuch's faction.

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If I refused Ruan's trousseau,
how could you ever suppose
that I would accept Prefect
Tian's proposal?

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It is late! Step into the
palanquin!
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-My child, if you marry
Prefect Tian, you will never
lack food or clothing.
-Exactly so: you will never
lack food or clothing.
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I have resolved to remain
faithful, and so care little for
such trifles. I would rather
endure hunger and cold than
depart these quarters.

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Step into the palanquin!
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-Their patience will not last
much longer.
-We are preparing her attire
for the ceremony.

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Indeed you are staunch! You
defend yourself with that fan
just as if it were a cutlass.
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My child, now you really
must hurry down.

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I would rather die.


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Xiangjun!

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My child, you've ruined your
beautiful countenance!


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Look at the blood spattered
on the ground.
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Even the fan is ruined!
What a pity!

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Wake, my child!
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The night is late. Unless the
palanquin is sent out, we will
come up and take her away.
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Wait just a moment,
gentlemen.

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It is no little matter to part a
mother from her child. What
a pitiful scene! Patient
yourselves.
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Here she lies bleeding, while
they demand her outside.


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Please save us, Mr. Yang!

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It is quite a fortunate
courtesan who can find a
willing bridegroom.

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Besides, Prefect Tian will
provide for everything

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Since Xiangjun does not
know her own luck, you can
enjoy this stroke of good
f fortune in her place.

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But I'm terrified that I will be
recognised.
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If I announce you as
Xiangjun, who is there to
challenge me?

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Never.

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Step into the palanquin!
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I need hardly tell you that
Ma is First Minister to the
Emperor, and a very
powerful man.
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Then, since you do not wish
to save yourselves, I take
my leave.


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Mr. Yang! ¡­if it must be so.
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-I suppose there is no way
around it: I will have to
prepare myself.
-Exactly so.

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I descend the tower in the
deepest night, red lanterns
lighting my way.

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Outside the gates, the cold
wind blows; who knows but
that I shall never return.

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I bid farewell to our house of
mirth, knowing tonight I shall
sleep by a stranger.

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Take care of yourself. We
shall meet again.

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My ch¡­!

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She weeps.

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-Collect the three hundred
silver taels in my stead, and
do not spend them.
-Yes.

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Now Zhenli is married, while
Xiangjun remains faithful to
her husband.

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Ruan's humiliation has been
avenged, and Ma has
displayed his authority.
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To replace a peach with a
plum has solved all the
problems at once¡ªtruly a
clever strategy.

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Of course, there was no
preventing the sorrow of
their parting.

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This fan has been spoilt by
bloodspots.
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I'll add some branches and
leaves to make the marks
appear to be an
embellishment. An
intriguing thought!

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Blood has dyed the fan in
stunning red, while the green
of the stems sets off the
colour.

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The painted flowers borrow
her maidenly beauty.

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Oh Xiangjun! Xiangjun!


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