中国经典 》 红楼梦 A Dream of Red Mansions 》
第二十三回 西厢记妙词通戏语 牡丹亭艳曲警芳心 CHAPTER XXIII.
曹雪芹 Cao Xueqin
高鹗 Gao E
CHAPTER XXIII.
话说贾元春自那日幸大观园回宫去后，便命将那日所有的题咏，命探春依次抄录妥协，自己编次，叙其优劣，又命在大观园勒石，为千古风流雅事。因此，贾政命人各处选拔精工名匠，在大观园磨石镌字，贾珍率领蓉，萍等监工。因贾蔷又管理着文官等十二个女戏并行头等事，不大得便，因此贾珍又将贾菖，贾菱唤来监工。一日，汤蜡钉朱，动起手来。这也不在话下。
且说那个玉皇庙并达摩庵两处，一班的十二个小沙弥并十二个小道士，如今挪出大观园来，贾政正想发到各庙去分住。不想后街上住的贾芹之母周氏，正盘算着也要到贾政这边谋一个大小事务与儿子管管， 也好弄些银钱使用，可巧听见这件事出来，便坐轿子来求凤姐。 凤姐因见他素日不大拿班作势的，便依允了，想了几句话便回王夫人说：“这些小和尚道士万不可打发到别处去，一时娘娘出来就要承应。倘或散了，若再用时，可是又费事。依我的主意，不如将他们竟送到咱们家庙里铁槛寺去，月间不过派一个人拿几两银子去买柴米就完了。 说声用，走去叫来，一点儿不费事呢。”王夫人听了，便商之于贾政。贾政听了笑道：“倒是提醒了我，就是这样。”即时唤贾琏来。
当下贾琏正同凤姐吃饭，一闻呼唤，不知何事，放下饭便走。凤姐一把拉住，笑道：“ 你且站住，听我说话。若是别的事我不管，若是为小和尚们的事，好歹依我这么着。”如此这般教了一套话。贾琏笑道：“我不知道，你有本事你说去。”风姐听了，把头一梗，把筷子一放，腮上似笑不笑的瞅着贾琏道：“你当真的，是玩话？"贾琏笑道：“西廊下五嫂子的儿子芸儿来求了我两三遭，要个事情管管。我依了，叫他等着。好容易出来这件事，你又夺了去。”凤姐儿笑道：“你放心。园子东北角子上，娘娘说了，还叫多多的种松柏树， 楼底下还叫种些花草。等这件事出来，我管保叫芸儿管这件工程。”贾琏道：“果这样也罢了。只是昨儿晚上，我不过是要改个样儿，你就扭手扭脚的。”凤姐儿听了，嗤的一声笑了，向贾琏啐了一口，低下头便吃饭。
贾琏已经笑着去了， 到了前面见了贾政，果然是小和尚一事。贾琏便依了凤姐主意，说道：“如今看来，芹儿倒大大的出息了“非命”观点，强调“强力”、“功利”，提出“取实予名”、，这件事竟交予他去管办。横竖照在里头的规例，每月叫芹儿支领就是了。”贾政原不大理论这些事，听贾琏如此说，便如此依了。贾琏回到房中告诉凤姐儿， 凤姐即命人去告诉了周氏。贾芹便来见贾琏夫妻两个，感谢不尽。风姐又作情央贾琏先支三个月的，叫他写了领字，贾琏批票画了押，登时发了对牌出去。银库上按数发出三个月的供给来，白花花二三百两。贾芹随手拈一块，撂予掌平的人， 叫他们吃茶罢。于是命小厮拿回家，与母亲商议。登时雇了大叫驴，自己骑上， 又雇了几辆车，至荣国府角门，唤出二十四个人来，坐上车，一径往城外铁槛寺去了。当下无话。
如今且说贾元春， 因在宫中自编大观园题咏之后，忽想起那大观园中景致，自己幸过之后，贾政必定敬谨封锁，不敢使人进去骚扰，岂不寥落。况家中现有几个能诗会赋的姊妹，何不命他们进去居住，也不使佳人落魄，花柳无颜。却又想到宝玉自幼在姊妹丛中长大， 不比别的兄弟，若不命他进去，只怕他冷清了，一时不大畅快，未免贾母王夫人愁虑，须得也命他进园居住方妙。想毕，遂命太监夏守忠到荣国府来下一道谕，命宝钗等只管在园中居住，不可禁约封锢，命宝玉仍随进去读书。
贾政， 王夫人接了这谕，待夏守忠去后，便来回明贾母，遣人进去各处收拾打扫，安设帘幔床帐。 别人听了还自犹可，惟宝玉听了这谕，喜的无可不可。正和贾母盘算，要这个，弄那个，忽见丫鬟来说：“老爷叫宝玉。”宝玉听了，好似打了个焦雷，登时扫去兴头，脸上转了颜色，便拉着贾母扭的好似扭股儿糖，杀死不敢去。贾母只得安慰他道：“好宝贝，你只管去，有我呢，他不敢委屈了你。况且你又作了那篇好文章。想是娘娘叫你进去住，他吩咐你几句，不过不教你在里头淘气。他说什么，你只好生答应着就是了。”一面安慰，一面唤了两个老嬷嬷来，吩咐"好生带了宝玉去，别叫他老子唬着他。”老嬷嬷答应了。
宝玉只得前去，一步挪不了三寸，蹭到这边来。可巧贾政在王夫人房中商议事情，金钏儿，彩云（WillardVanOrmanQuine，1908—）为代表的逻辑实用主，彩霞，绣鸾，绣凤等众丫鬟都在廊檐底下站着呢，一见宝玉来，都抿着嘴笑。 金钏一把拉住宝玉，悄悄的笑道：“我这嘴上是才擦的香浸胭脂，你这会子可吃不吃了？"彩云一把推开金钏，笑道：“人家正心里不自在，你还奚落他。趁这会子喜欢，快进去罢。 "宝玉只得挨进门去。原来贾政和王夫人都在里间呢。赵姨娘打起帘子，宝玉躬身进去。只见贾政和王夫人对面坐在炕上说话，地下一溜椅子，迎春，探春，惜春，贾环四个人都坐在那里。一见他进来，惟有探春和惜春，贾环站了起来。
贾政一举目，见宝玉站在跟前，神彩飘逸，秀色夺人，看看贾环，人物委琐，举止荒疏，忽又想起贾珠来，再看看王夫人只有这一个亲生的儿子，素爱如珍，自己的胡须将已苍白： 因这几件上，把素日嫌恶处分宝玉之心不觉减了八九。半晌说道：“娘娘吩咐说， 你日日外头嬉游，渐次疏懒，如今叫禁管，同你姊妹在园里读书写字。你可好生用心习学， 再如不守分安常，你可仔细！"宝玉连连的答应了几个"是"。王夫人便拉他在身旁坐下。他姊弟三人依旧坐下。
王夫人摸挲着宝玉的脖项说道：“前儿的丸药都吃完了？"宝玉答道：“还有一丸。”王夫人道：“明儿再取十丸来，天天临睡的时候，叫袭人伏侍你吃了再睡。”宝玉道：“只从太太吩咐了，袭人天天晚上想着，打发我吃。”贾政问道：“袭人是何人？"王夫人道：“是个丫头。”贾政道：“丫头不管叫个什么罢了，是谁这样刁钻，起这样的名字？"王夫人见贾政不自在了，便替宝玉掩饰道：“是老太太起的。”贾政道：“老太太如何知道这话，一定是宝玉。”宝玉见瞒不过，只得起身回道：“因素日读诗，曾记古人有一句诗云：‘花气袭人知昼暖’。因这个丫头姓花，便随口起了这个名字。”王夫人忙又道：“宝玉，你回去改了罢。 老爷也不用为这小事动气。”贾政道：“究竟也无碍，又何用改。只是可见宝玉不务正， 专在这些浓词艳赋上作工夫。”说毕，断喝一声：“作业的畜生，还不出去！"王夫人也忙道：“去罢，只怕老太太等你吃饭呢。”宝玉答应了，慢慢的退出去，向金钏儿笑着伸伸舌头，带着两个嬷嬷一溜烟去了。刚至穿堂门前，只见袭人倚门立在那里，一见宝玉平安回来，堆下笑来问道：“叫你作什么？"宝玉告诉他：“没有什么，不过怕我进园去淘气，吩咐吩咐。”一面说，一面回至贾母跟前，回明原委。只见林黛玉正在那里， 宝玉便问他：“你住那一处好？"林黛玉正心里盘算这事，忽见宝玉问他，便笑道：“我心里想着潇湘馆好，爱那几竿竹子隐着一道曲栏，比别处更觉幽静。”宝玉听了拍手笑道：“正和我的主意一样，我也要叫你住这里呢。我就住怡红院，咱们两个又近，又都清幽。”
两人正计较，就有贾政遣人来回贾母说：“二月二十二曰子好，哥儿姐儿们好搬进去的。 这几日内遣人进去分派收拾。”薛宝钗住了蘅芜苑，林黛玉住了潇湘馆，贾迎春住了缀锦楼时期或社会主义时期都是一样，—也必须这样说。在这里，也， 探春住了秋爽斋，惜春住了蓼风轩，李氏住了稻香村，宝玉住了怡红院。每一处添两个老嬷嬷，四个丫头，除各人奶娘亲随丫鬟不算外，另有专管收拾打扫的。至二十二日，一齐进去，登时园内花招绣带，柳拂香风，不似前番那等寂寞了。
闲言少叙。且说宝玉自进花园以来，心满意足，再无别项可生贪求之心。每日只和姊妹丫头们一处， 或读书，或写字，或弹琴下棋，作画吟诗，以至描鸾刺凤，斗草簪花，低吟悄唱，拆字猜枚，无所不至，倒也十分快乐。他曾有几首即事诗，虽不算好，却倒是真情真景，略记几首云：
春夜即事
霞绡云幄任铺陈，隔巷蟆更听未真。
枕上轻寒窗外雨，眼前春色梦中人。
盈盈烛泪因谁泣，点点花愁为我嗔。
自是小鬟娇懒惯，拥衾不耐笑言频。
夏夜即事
倦绣佳人幽梦长，金笼鹦鹉唤茶汤。
窗明麝月开宫镜，室霭檀云品御香。
琥珀杯倾荷露滑，玻璃槛纳柳风凉。
水亭处处齐纨动，帘卷朱楼罢晚妆。
秋夜即事
绛芸轩里绝喧哗，桂魄流光浸茜纱。
苔锁石纹容睡鹤，井飘桐露湿栖鸦。
抱衾婢至舒金凤，倚槛人归落翠花。
静夜不眠因酒渴，沉烟重拨索烹茶。
冬夜即事
梅魂竹梦已三更，锦やむ衾睡未成。
松影一庭惟见鹤，梨花满地不闻莺。
女儿翠袖诗怀冷，公子金貂酒力轻。
却喜侍儿知试茗，扫将新雪及时烹。因这几首诗，当时有一等势利人，见是荣国府十二三岁的公子作的，抄录出来各处称颂，再有一等轻浮子弟，爱上那风骚妖艳之句，也写在扇头壁上，不时吟哦赏赞。因此竟有人来寻诗觅字，倩画求题的。宝玉亦发得了意，镇日家作这些外务。
谁想静中生烦恼，忽一日不自在起来，这也不好，那也不好，出来进去只是闷闷的。园中那些人多半是女孩儿，正在混沌世界，天真烂漫之时，坐卧不避，嘻笑无心，那里知宝玉此时的心事。 那宝玉心内不自在，便懒在园内，只在外头鬼混，却又痴痴的。茗烟见他这样，因想与他开心，左思右想，皆是宝玉顽烦了的，不能开心，惟有这件，宝玉不曾看见过。想毕，便走去到书坊内，把那古今小说并那飞燕，合德，武则天，杨贵妃的外传与那传奇角本买了许多来， 引宝玉看。宝玉何曾见过这些书，一看见了便如得了珍宝。茗烟又嘱咐他不可拿进园去，"若叫人知道了，我就吃不了兜着走呢。”宝玉那里舍的不拿进园去，踟蹰再三，单把那文理细密的拣了几套进去，放在床顶上，无人时自己密看。那粗俗过露的，都藏在外面书房里。
那一日正当三月中浣， 早饭后，宝玉携了一套《会真记》，走到沁芳闸桥边桃花底下一块石上坐着， 展开《会真记》，从头细玩。正看到"落红成阵"，只见一阵风过，把树头上桃花吹下一大半来， 落的满身满书满地皆是。宝玉要抖将下来，恐怕脚步践踏了，只得兜了那花瓣，来至池边，抖在池内。那花瓣浮在水面，飘飘荡荡，竟流出沁芳闸去了。
回来只见地下还有许多，宝玉正踟蹰间，只听背后有人说道：“你在这里作什么？"宝玉一回头， 却是林黛玉来了，肩上担着花锄，锄上挂着花囊，手内拿着花帚。宝玉笑道：“好，好，来把这个花扫起来，撂在那水里。我才撂了好些在那里呢。”林黛玉道：“撂在水里不好。你看这里的水干净，只一流出去，有人家的地方脏的臭的混倒，仍旧把花遭塌了。 那畸角上我有一个花冢，如今把他扫了，装在这绢袋里，拿土埋上，日久不过随土化了，岂不干净。”
宝玉听了喜不自禁，笑道：“待我放下书，帮你来收拾。”黛玉道：“什么书？"宝玉见问，慌的藏之不迭，便说道：“不过是《中庸》《大学》。”黛玉笑道：“你又在我跟前弄鬼。趁早儿给我瞧，好多着呢。”宝玉道：“好妹妹，若论你，我是不怕的。你看了，好歹别告诉别人去。 真真这是好书！你要看了，连饭也不想吃呢。”一面说，一面递了过去。林黛玉把花具且都放下， 接书来瞧，从头看去，越看越爱看，不到一顿饭工夫，将十六出俱已看完，自觉词藻警人，余香满口。虽看完了书，却只管出神，心内还默默记诵。
宝玉笑道：“妹妹，你说好不好？"林黛玉笑道：“果然有趣。”宝玉笑道：“我就是个‘多愁多病身’，你就是那‘倾国倾城貌’。”林黛玉听了，不觉带腮连耳通红，登时直竖起两道似蹙非蹙的眉，瞪了两只似睁非睁的眼，微腮带怒，薄面含嗔，指宝玉道：“你这该死的胡说！ 好好的把这淫词艳曲弄了来，还学了这些混话来欺负我。我告诉舅舅舅母去。”说到"欺负"两个字上，早又把眼睛圈儿红了，转身就走。宝玉着了急，向前拦住说道：“好妹妹，千万饶我这一遭，原是我说错了。若有心欺负你，明儿我掉在池子里，教个癞头鼋吞了去， 变个大忘八，等你明儿做了‘一品夫人’病老归西的时候，我往你坟上替你驮一辈子的碑去。”说的林黛玉嗤的一声笑了，揉着眼睛，一面笑道：“一般也唬的这个调儿，还只管胡说。‘呸，原来是苗而不秀，是个银样め枪头。’"宝玉听了，笑道：“ 你这个呢？我也告诉去。”林黛玉笑道：“你说你会过目成诵，难道我就不能一目十行么？”
宝玉一面收书， 一面笑道：“正经快把花埋了罢，别提那个了。”二人便收拾落花，正才掩埋妥协，只见袭人走来，说道：“那里没找到，摸在这里来。那边大老爷身上不好，姑娘们都过去请安，老太太叫打发你去呢。快回去换衣裳去罢。”宝玉听了，忙拿了书，别了黛玉，同袭人回房换衣不提。
这里林黛玉见宝玉去了，又听见众姊妹也不在房，自己闷闷的。正欲回房，刚走到梨香院墙角上， 只听墙内笛韵悠扬，歌声婉转。林黛玉便知是那十二个女孩子演习戏文呢。 只是林黛玉素习不大喜看戏文，便不留心，只管往前走。偶然两句吹到耳内，明明白白， 一字不落，唱道是：“原来姹紫嫣红开遍，似这般都付与断井颓垣。”林黛玉听了，倒也十分感慨缠绵，便止住步侧耳细听，又听唱道是：“良辰美景奈何天，赏心乐事谁家院。 "听了这两句，不觉点头自叹，心下自思道：“原来戏上也有好文章。可惜世人只知看戏，未必能领略这其中的趣味。”想毕，又后悔不该胡想，耽误了听曲子。又侧耳时，只听唱道：“则为你如花美眷，似水流年……"林黛玉听了这两句，不觉心动神摇。 又听道：“你在幽闺自怜"等句，亦发如醉如痴，站立不住，便一蹲身坐在一块山子石上，细嚼"如花美眷，似水流年"八个字的滋味。忽又想起前日见古人诗中有"水流花谢两无情"之句，再又有词中有"流水落花春去也，天上人间"之句，又兼方才所见《西厢记> >中"花落水流红，闲愁万种"之句，都一时想起来，凑聚在一处。仔细忖度，不觉心痛神痴，眼中落泪。正没个开交，忽觉背上击了一下，及回头看时，原来是……且听下回分解。正是：
妆晨绣夜心无矣，对月临风恨有之。
Pao-yue and Tai-yue make use of some beautiful passages from the Record of the Western Side-building to bandy jokes. The excellent ballads sung in the Peony Pavilion touch the tender heart of Tai-yue.
Soon after the day on which Chia Yuan-ch'un honoured the garden of Broad Vista with a visit, and her return to the Palace, so our story goes, she forthwith desired that T'an-ch'un should make a careful copy, in consecutive order, of the verses, which had been composed and read out on that occasion, in order that she herself should assign them their rank, and adjudge the good and bad. And she also directed that an inscription should be engraved on a stone, in the Broad Vista park, to serve in future years as a record of the pleasant and felicitous event; and Chia Cheng, therefore, gave orders to servants to go far and wide, and select skilful artificers and renowned workmen, to polish the stone and engrave the characters in the garden of Broad Vista; while Chia Chen put himself at the head of Chia Jung, Chia P'ing and others to superintend the work. And as Chia Se had, on the other hand, the control of Wen Kuan and the rest of the singing girls, twelve in all, as well as of their costumes and other properties, he had no leisure to attend to anything else, and consequently once again sent for Chia Ch'ang and Chia Ling to come and act as overseers.
On a certain day, the works were taken in hand for rubbing the stones smooth with wax, for carving the inscription, and tracing it with vermilion, but without entering into details on these matters too minutely, we will return to the two places, the Yu Huang temple and the Ta Mo monastery. The company of twelve young bonzes and twelve young Taoist priests had now moved out of the Garden of Broad Vista, and Chia Cheng was meditating upon distributing them to various temples to live apart, when unexpectedly Chia Ch'in's mother, nee Chou,--who resided in the back street, and had been at the time contemplating to pay a visit to Chia Cheng on this side so as to obtain some charge, be it either large or small, for her son to look after, that he too should be put in the way of turning up some money to meet his expenses with,--came, as luck would have it, to hear that some work was in hand in this mansion, and lost no time in driving over in a curricle and making her appeal to lady Feng. And as lady Feng remembered that she had all along not presumed on her position to put on airs, she willingly acceded to her request, and after calling to memory some suitable remarks, she at once went to make her report to madame Wang: "These young bonzes and Taoist priests," she said, "can by no means be sent over to other places; for were the Imperial consort to come out at an unexpected moment, they would then be required to perform services; and in the event of their being scattered, there will, when the time comes to requisition their help, again be difficulties in the way; and my idea is that it would be better to send them all to the family temple, the Iron Fence Temple; and every month all there will be to do will be to depute some one to take over a few taels for them to buy firewood and rice with, that's all, and when there's even a sound of their being required uttered, some one can at once go and tell them just one word 'come,' and they will come without the least trouble!"
Madame Wang gave a patient ear to this proposal, and, in due course, consulted with Chia Cheng.
"You've really," smiled Chia Cheng at these words, "reminded me how I should act! Yes, let this be done!" And there and then he sent for Chia Lien.
Chia Lien was, at the time, having his meal with lady Feng, but as soon as he heard that he was wanted, he put by his rice and was just walking off, when lady Feng clutched him and pulled him back. "Wait a while," she observed with a smirk, "and listen to what I've got to tell you! if it's about anything else, I've nothing to do with it; but if it be about the young bonzes and young Taoists, you must, in this particular matter, please comply with this suggestion of mine," after which, she went on in this way and that way to put him up to a whole lot of hints.
"I know nothing about it," Chia Lien rejoined smilingly, "and as you have the knack you yourself had better go and tell him!"
But as soon as lady Feng heard this remark, she stiffened her head and threw down the chopsticks; and, with an expression on her cheeks, which looked like a smile and yet not a smile, she glanced angrily at Chia Lien. "Are you speaking in earnest," she inquired, "or are you only jesting?"
"Yuen Erh, the son of our fifth sister-in-law of the western porch, has come and appealed to me two or three times, asking for something to look after," Chia Lien laughed, "and I assented and bade him wait; and now, after a great deal of trouble, this job has turned up; and there you are once again snatching it away!"
"Compose your mind," lady Feng observed grinning, "for the Imperial Consort has hinted that directions should be given for the planting, in the north-east corner of the park, of a further plentiful supply of pine and cedar trees, and that orders should also be issued for the addition, round the base of the tower, of a large number of flowers and plants and such like; and when this job turns up, I can safely tell you that Yun Erh will be called to assume control of these works."
"Well if that be really so," Chia Lien rejoined, "it will after all do! But there's only one thing; all I was up to last night was simply to have some fun with you, but you obstinately and perversely wouldn't."
Lady Feng, upon hearing these words, burst out laughing with a sound of Ch'ih, and spurting disdainfully at Chia Lien, she lowered her head and went on at once with her meal; during which time Chia Lien speedily walked away laughing the while, and betook himself to the front, where he saw Chia Cheng. It was, indeed, about the young bonzes, and Chia Lien readily carried out lady Feng's suggestion. "As from all appearances," he continued, "Ch'in Erh has, actually, so vastly improved, this job should, after all, be entrusted to his care and management; and provided that in observance with the inside custom Ch'in Erh were each day told to receive the advances, things will go on all right." And as Chia Cheng had never had much attention to give to such matters of detail, he, as soon as he heard what Chia Lien had to say, immediately signified his approval and assent. And Chia Lien, on his return to his quarters, communicated the issue to lady Feng; whereupon lady Feng at once sent some one to go and notify dame Chou.
Chia Ch'in came, in due course, to pay a visit to Chia Lien and his wife, and was incessant in his expressions of gratitude; and lady Feng bestowed upon him a further favour by giving him, as a first instalment, an advance of the funds necessary for three months' outlay, for which she bade him write a receipt; while Chia Lien filled up a cheque and signed it; and a counter-order was simultaneously issued, and he came out into the treasury where the sum specified for three months' supplies, amounting to three hundred taels, was paid out in pure ingots.
Chia Ch'in took the first piece of silver that came under his hand, and gave it to the men in charge of the scales, with which he told them to have a cup of tea, and bidding, shortly after, a boy-servant take the money to his home, he held consultation with his mother; after which, he hired a donkey for himself to ride on, and also bespoke several carriages, and came to the back gate of the Jung Kuo mansion; where having called out the twenty young priests, they got into the carriages, and sped straightway beyond the city walls, to the Temple of the Iron Fence, where nothing of any note transpired at the time.
But we will now notice Chia Yuean-ch'un, within the precincts of the Palace. When she had arranged the verses composed in the park of Broad Vista in their order of merit, she suddenly recollected that the sights in the garden were sure, ever since her visit through them, to be diligently and respectfully kept locked up by her father and mother; and that by not allowing any one to go in was not an injustice done to this garden? "Besides," (she pondered), "in that household, there are at present several young ladies, capable of composing odes, and able to write poetry, and why should not permission be extended to them to go and take their quarters in it; in order too that those winsome persons might not be deprived of good cheer, and that the flowers and willows may not lack any one to admire them!"
But remembering likewise that Pao-yue had from his infancy grown up among that crowd of female cousins, and was such a contrast to the rest of his male cousins that were he not allowed to move into it, he would, she also apprehended, be made to feel forlorn; and dreading lest his grandmother and his mother should be displeased at heart, she thought it imperative that he too should be permitted to take up his quarters inside, so that things should be put on a satisfactory footing; and directing the eunuch Hsia Chung to go to the Jung mansion and deliver her commands, she expressed the wish that Pao-ch'ai and the other girls should live in the garden and that it should not be kept closed, and urged that Pao-yue should also shift into it, at his own pleasure, for the prosecution of his studies. And Chia Cheng and madame Wang, upon receiving her commands, hastened, after the departure of Hsia Chung, to explain them to dowager lady Chia, and to despatch servants into the garden to tidy every place, to dust, to sweep, and to lay out the portieres and bed-curtains. The tidings were heard by the rest even with perfect equanimity, but Pao-yue was immoderately delighted; and he was engaged in deliberation with dowager lady Chia as to this necessary and to that requirement, when suddenly they descried a waiting-maid arrive, who announced: "Master wishes to see Pao-yue."
Pao-yue gazed vacantly for a while. His spirits simultaneously were swept away; his countenance changed colour; and clinging to old lady Chia, he readily wriggled her about, just as one would twist the sugar (to make sweetmeats with), and could not, for the very death of him, summon up courage to go; so that her ladyship had no alternative but to try and reassure him. "My precious darling" she urged, "just you go, and I'll stand by you! He won't venture to be hard upon you; and besides, you've devised these excellent literary compositions; and I presume as Her Majesty has desired that you should move into the garden, his object is to give you a few words of advice; simply because he fears that you might be up to pranks in those grounds. But to all he tells you, whatever you do, mind you acquiesce and it will be all right!"
And as she tried to compose him, she at the same time called two old nurses and enjoined them to take Pao-yue over with due care, "And don't let his father," she added, "frighten him!"
The old nurses expressed their obedience, and Pao-yue felt constrained to walk ahead; and with one step scarcely progressing three inches, he leisurely came over to this side. Strange coincidence Chia Cheng was in madame Wang's apartments consulting with her upon some matter or other, and Chin Ch'uan-erh, Ts'ai Yun, Ts'ai Feng, Ts'ai Luan, Hsiu Feng and the whole number of waiting-maids were all standing outside under the verandah. As soon as they caught sight of Pao-yue, they puckered up their mouths and laughed at him; while Chin Ch'uan grasped Pao-yue with one hand, and remarked in a low tone of voice: "On these lips of mine has just been rubbed cosmetic, soaked with perfume, and are you now inclined to lick it or not?" whereupon Ts'ai Yuen pushed off Chin Ch'uan with one shove, as she interposed laughingly, "A person's heart is at this moment in low spirits and do you still go on cracking jokes at him? But avail yourself of this opportunity when master is in good cheer to make haste and get in!"
Pao-yue had no help but to sidle against the door and walk in. Chia Cheng and madame Wang were, in fact, both in the inner rooms, and dame Chou raised the portiere. Pao-yue stepped in gingerly and perceived Chia Cheng and madame Wang sitting opposite to each other, on the stove-couch, engaged in conversation; while below on a row of chairs sat Ying Ch'un, T'an Ch'un, Hsi Ch'un and Chia Huan; but though all four of them were seated in there only T'an Ch'un, Hsi Ch'un and Chia Huan rose to their feet, as soon as they saw him make his appearance in the room; and when Chia Cheng raised his eyes and noticed Pao-yue standing in front of him, with a gait full of ease and with those winsome looks of his, so captivating, he once again realised what a mean being Chia Huan was, and how coarse his deportment. But suddenly he also bethought himself of Chia Chu, and as he reflected too that madame Wang had only this son of her own flesh and blood, upon whom she ever doated as upon a gem, and that his own beard had already begun to get hoary, the consequence was that he unwittingly stifled, well nigh entirely, the feeling of hatred and dislike, which, during the few recent years he had ordinarily fostered towards Pao-yue. And after a long pause, "Her Majesty," he observed, "bade you day after day ramble about outside to disport yourself, with the result that you gradually became remiss and lazy; but now her desire is that we should keep you under strict control, and that in prosecuting your studies in the company of your cousins in the garden, you should carefully exert your brains to learn; so that if you don't again attend to your duties, and mind your regular tasks, you had better be on your guard!" Pao-yue assented several consecutive yes's; whereupon madame Wang drew him by her side and made him sit down, and while his three cousins resumed the seats they previously occupied: "Have you finished all the pills you had been taking a short while back?" madame Wang inquired, as she rubbed Pao-yue's neck.
"There's still one pill remaining," Pao-yue explained by way of reply.
"You had better," madame Wang added, "fetch ten more pills tomorrow morning; and every day about bedtime tell Hsi Jen to give them to you; and when you've had one you can go to sleep!"
"Ever since you, mother, bade me take them," Pao-yue rejoined, "Hsi Jen has daily sent me one, when I was about to turn in."
"Who's this called Hsi Jen?" Chia Chen thereupon ascertained.
"She's a waiting-maid!" madame Wang answered.
"A servant girl," Chia Cheng remonstrated, "can be called by whatever name one chooses; anything is good enough; but who's it who has started this kind of pretentious name!"
Madame Wang noticed that Chia Cheng was not in a happy frame of mind, so that she forthwith tried to screen matters for Pao-yue, by saying: "It's our old lady who has originated it!"
"How can it possibly be," Chia Cheng exclaimed, "that her ladyship knows anything about such kind of language? It must, for a certainty, be Pao-yue!"
Pao-yue perceiving that he could not conceal the truth from him, was under the necessity of standing up and of explaining; "As I have all along read verses, I remembered the line written by an old poet:
"What time the smell of flowers wafts itself into man, one knows the day is warm.
"And as this waiting-maid's surname was Hua (flower), I readily gave her the name, on the strength of this sentiment."
"When you get back," madame Wang speedily suggested addressing Pao-yue, "change it and have done; and you, sir, needn't lose your temper over such a trivial matter!"
"It doesn't really matter in the least," Chia Cheng continued; "so that there's no necessity of changing it; but it's evident that Pao-yue doesn't apply his mind to legitimate pursuits, but mainly devotes his energies to such voluptuous expressions and wanton verses!" And as he finished these words, he abruptly shouted out: "You brute-like child of retribution! Don't you yet get out of this?"
"Get away, off with you!" madame Wang in like manner hastened to urge; "our dowager lady is waiting, I fear, for you to have her repast!"
Pao-yue assented, and, with gentle step, he withdrew out of the room, laughing at Chin Ch'uan-erh, as he put out his tongue; and leading off the two nurses, he went off on his way like a streak of smoke. But no sooner had he reached the door of the corridor than he espied Hsi Jen standing leaning against the side; who perceiving Pao-yue come back safe and sound heaped smile upon smile, and asked: "What did he want you for?"
"There was nothing much," Pao-yue explained, "he simply feared that I would, when I get into the garden, be up to mischief, and he gave me all sorts of advice;" and, as while he explained matters, they came into the presence of lady Chia, he gave her a clear account, from first to last, of what had transpired. But when he saw that Lin Tai-yue was at the moment in the room, Pao-yue speedily inquired of her: "Which place do you think best to live in?"
Tai-yue had just been cogitating on this subject, so that when she unexpectedly heard Pao-yue's inquiry, she forthwith rejoined with a smile: "My own idea is that the Hsio Hsiang Kuan is best; for I'm fond of those clusters of bamboos, which hide from view the tortuous balustrade and make the place more secluded and peaceful than any other!"
Pao-yue at these words clapped his hands and smiled. "That just meets with my own views!" he remarked; "I too would like you to go and live in there; and as I am to stay in the I Hung Yuan, we two will be, in the first place, near each other; and next, both in quiet and secluded spots."
While the two of them were conversing, a servant came, sent over by Chia Cheng, to report to dowager lady Chia that: "The 22nd of the second moon was a propitious day for Pao-yue and the young ladies to shift their quarters into the garden; that during these few days, servants should be sent in to put things in their proper places and to clean; that Hsueh Pao-ch'ai should put up in the Heng Wu court; that Lin Tai-yue was to live in the Hsiao Hsiang lodge; that Chia Ying-ch'un should move into the Cho Chin two-storied building; that T'an Ch'un should put up in the Ch'iu Yen library; that Hsi Ch'un should take up her quarters in the Liao Feng house; that widow Li should live in the Tao Hsiang village, and that Pao-yue was to live in the I Hung court. That at every place two old nurses should be added and four servant-girls; that exclusive of the nurse and personal waiting-maid of each, there should, in addition, be servants, whose special duties should be to put things straight and to sweep the place; and that on the 22nd, they should all, in a body, move into the garden."
When this season drew near, the interior of the grounds, with the flowers waving like embroidered sashes, and the willows fanned by the fragrant breeze, was no more as desolate and silent as it had been in previous days; but without indulging in any further irrelevant details, we shall now go back to Pao-yue.
Ever since he shifted his quarters into the park, his heart was full of joy, and his mind of contentment, fostering none of those extraordinary ideas, whose tendency could be to give birth to longings and hankerings. Day after day, he simply indulged, in the company of his female cousins and the waiting-maids, in either reading his books, or writing characters, or in thrumming the lute, playing chess, drawing pictures and scanning verses, even in drawing patterns of argus pheasants, in embroidering phoenixes, contesting with them in searching for strange plants, and gathering flowers, in humming poetry with gentle tone, singing ballads with soft voice, dissecting characters, and in playing at mora, so that, being free to go everywhere and anywhere, he was of course completely happy. From his pen emanate four ballads on the times of the four seasons, which, although they could not be looked upon as first-rate, afford anyhow a correct idea of his sentiments, and a true account of the scenery.
The ballad on the spring night runs as follows:
The silken curtains, thin as russet silk, at random are spread out. The croak of frogs from the adjoining lane but faintly strikes the ear. The pillow a slight chill pervades, for rain outside the window falls. The landscape, which now meets the eye, is like that seen in dreams by man. In plenteous streams the candles' tears do drop, but for whom do they weep? Each particle of grief felt by the flowers is due to anger against me. It's all because the maids have by indulgence indolent been made. The cover over me I'll pull, as I am loth to laugh and talk for long.
This is the description of the aspect of nature on a summer night:
The beauteous girl, weary of needlework, quiet is plunged in a long dream. The parrot in the golden cage doth shout that it is time the tea to brew. The lustrous windows with the musky moon like open palace-mirrors look; The room abounds with fumes of sandalwood and all kinds of imperial scents. From the cups made of amber is poured out the slippery dew from the lotus. The banisters of glass, the cool zephyr enjoy flapped by the willow trees. In the stream-spanning kiosk, the curtains everywhere all at one time do wave. In the vermilion tower the blinds the maidens roll, for they have made the night's toilette.
The landscape of an autumnal evening is thus depicted:
In the interior of the Chiang Yuen house are hushed all clamorous din and noise. The sheen, which from Selene flows, pervades the windows of carnation gauze. The moss-locked, streaked rocks shelter afford to the cranes, plunged in sleep. The dew, blown on the t'ung tree by the well, doth wet the roosting rooks. Wrapped in a quilt, the maid comes the gold phoenix coverlet to spread. The girl, who on the rails did lean, on her return drops the kingfisher flowers! This quiet night his eyes in sleep he cannot close, as he doth long for wine. The smoke is stifled, and the fire restirred, when tea is ordered to be brewed.
The picture of a winter night is in this strain:
The sleep of the plum trees, the dream of the bamboos the third watch have already reached. Under the embroidered quilt and the kingfisher coverlet one can't sleep for the cold. The shadow of fir trees pervades the court, but cranes are all that meet the eye. Both far and wide the pear blossom covers the ground, but yet the hawk cannot be heard. The wish, verses to write, fostered by the damsel with the green sleeves, has waxed cold. The master, with the gold sable pelisse, cannot endure much wine. But yet he doth rejoice that his attendant knows the way to brew the tea. The newly-fallen snow is swept what time for tea the water must be boiled.
But putting aside Pao-yue, as he leisurely was occupied in scanning some verses, we will now allude to all these ballads. There lived, at that time, a class of people, whose wont was to servilely court the influential and wealthy, and who, upon perceiving that the verses were composed by a young lad of the Jung Kuo mansion, of only twelve or thirteen years of age, had copies made, and taking them outside sang their praise far and wide. There were besides another sort of light-headed young men, whose heart was so set upon licentious and seductive lines, that they even inscribed them on fans and screen-walls, and time and again kept on humming them and extolling them. And to the above reasons must therefore be ascribed the fact that persons came in search of stanzas and in quest of manuscripts, to apply for sketches and to beg for poetical compositions, to the increasing satisfaction of Pao-yue, who day after day, when at home, devoted his time and attention to these extraneous matters. But who would have anticipated that he could ever in his quiet seclusion have become a prey to a spirit of restlessness? Of a sudden, one day he began to feel discontent, finding fault with this and turning up his nose at that; and going in and coming out he was simply full of ennui. And as all the girls in the garden were just in the prime of youth, and at a time of life when, artless and unaffected, they sat and reclined without regard to retirement, and disported themselves and joked without heed, how could they ever have come to read the secrets which at this time occupied a place in the heart of Pao-yue? But so unhappy was Pao-yue within himself that he soon felt loth to stay in the garden, and took to gadding about outside like an evil spirit; but he behaved also the while in an idiotic manner.
Ming Yen, upon seeing him go on in this way, felt prompted, with the idea of affording his mind some distraction, to think of this and to devise that expedient; but everything had been indulged in with surfeit by Pao-yue, and there was only this resource, (that suggested itself to him,) of which Pao-yue had not as yet had any experience. Bringing his reflections to a close, he forthwith came over to a bookshop, and selecting novels, both of old and of the present age, traditions intended for outside circulation on Fei Yen, Ho Te, Wu Tse-t'ien, and Yang Kuei-fei, as well as books of light literature consisting of strange legends, he purchased a good number of them with the express purpose of enticing Pao-yue to read them. As soon as Pao-yue caught sight of them, he felt as if he had obtained some gem or jewel. "But you mustn't," Ming Yen went on to enjoin him, "take them into the garden; for if any one were to come to know anything about them, I shall then suffer more than I can bear; and you should, when you go along, hide them in your clothes!"
But would Pao-yue agree to not introducing them into the garden? So after much wavering, he picked out only several volumes of those whose style was more refined, and took them in, and threw them over the top of his bed for him to peruse when no one was present; while those coarse and very indecent ones, he concealed in a bundle in the outer library.
On one day, which happened to be the middle decade of the third moon, Pao-yue, after breakfast, took a book, the "Hui Chen Chi," in his hand and walked as far as the bridge of the Hsin Fang lock. Seating himself on a block of rock, that lay under the peach trees in that quarter, he opened the Hui Chen Chi and began to read it carefully from the beginning. But just as he came to the passage: "the falling red (flowers) have formed a heap," he felt a gust of wind blow through the trees, bringing down a whole bushel of peach blossoms; and, as they fell, his whole person, the entire surface of the book as well as a large extent of ground were simply bestrewn with petals of the blossoms. Pao-yue was bent upon shaking them down; but as he feared lest they should be trodden under foot, he felt constrained to carry the petals in his coat and walk to the bank of the pond and throw them into the stream. The petals floated on the surface of the water, and, after whirling and swaying here and there, they at length ran out by the Hsin Fang lock. But, on his return under the tree, he found the ground again one mass of petals, and Pao-yue was just hesitating what to do, when he heard some one behind his back inquire, "What are you up to here?" and as soon as Pao-yue turned his head round, he discovered that it was Lin Tai-yue, who had come over carrying on her shoulder a hoe for raking flowers, that on this hoe was suspended a gauze-bag, and that in her hand she held a broom.
"That's right, well done!" Pao-yue remarked smiling; "come and sweep these flowers, and throw them into the water yonder. I've just thrown a lot in there myself!"
"It isn't right," Lin Tai-yue rejoined, "to throw them into the water. The water, which you see, is clean enough here, but as soon as it finds its way out, where are situated other people's grounds, what isn't there in it? so that you would be misusing these flowers just as much as if you left them here! But in that corner, I have dug a hole for flowers, and I'll now sweep these and put them into this gauze-bag and bury them in there; and, in course of many days, they will also become converted into earth, and won't this be a clean way (of disposing of them)?"
Pao-yue, after listening to these words, felt inexpressibly delighted. "Wait!" he smiled, "until I put down my book, and I'll help you to clear them up!"
"What's the book?" Tai-yue inquired.
Pao-yue at this question was so taken aback that he had no time to conceal it. "It's," he replied hastily, "the Chung Yung and the Ta Hsueeh!"
"Are you going again to play the fool with me? Be quick and give it to me to see; and this will be ever so much better a way!"
"Cousin," Pao-yue replied, "as far as you yourself are concerned I don't mind you, but after you've seen it, please don't tell any one else. It's really written in beautiful style; and were you to once begin reading it, why even for your very rice you wouldn't have a thought?"
As he spoke, he handed it to her; and Tai-yue deposited all the flowers on the ground, took over the book, and read it from the very first page; and the more she perused it, she got so much the more fascinated by it, that in no time she had finished reading sixteen whole chapters. But aroused as she was to a state of rapture by the diction, what remained even of the fascination was enough to overpower her senses; and though she had finished reading, she nevertheless continued in a state of abstraction, and still kept on gently recalling the text to mind, and humming it to herself.
"Cousin, tell me is it nice or not?" Pao-yue grinned.
"It is indeed full of zest!" Lin Tai-yue replied exultingly.
"I'm that very sad and very sickly person," Pao-yue explained laughing, "while you are that beauty who could subvert the empire and overthrow the city."
Lin Tai-yue became, at these words, unconsciously crimson all over her cheeks, even up to her very ears; and raising, at the same moment, her two eyebrows, which seemed to knit and yet not to knit, and opening wide those eyes, which seemed to stare and yet not to stare, while her peach-like cheeks bore an angry look and on her thin-skinned face lurked displeasure, she pointed at Pao-yue and exclaimed: "You do deserve death, for the rubbish you talk! without any provocation you bring up these licentious expressions and wanton ballads to give vent to all this insolent rot, in order to insult me; but I'll go and tell uncle and aunt."
As soon as she pronounced the two words "insult me," her eyeballs at once were suffused with purple, and turning herself round she there and then walked away; which filled Pao-yue with so much distress that he jumped forward to impede her progress, as he pleaded: "My dear cousin, I earnestly entreat you to spare me this time! I've indeed said what I shouldn't; but if I had any intention to insult you, I'll throw myself to-morrow into the pond, and let the scabby-headed turtle eat me up, so that I become transformed into a large tortoise. And when you shall have by and by become the consort of an officer of the first degree, and you shall have fallen ill from old age and returned to the west, I'll come to your tomb and bear your stone tablet for ever on my back!"
As he uttered these words, Lin Tai-yue burst out laughing with a sound of "pu ch'ih," and rubbing her eyes, she sneeringly remarked: "I too can come out with this same tune; but will you now still go on talking nonsense? Pshaw! you're, in very truth, like a spear-head, (which looks) like silver, (but is really soft as) wax!"
"Go on, go on!" Pao-yue smiled after this remark; "and what you've said, I too will go and tell!"
"You maintain," Lin Tai-yue rejoined sarcastically, "that after glancing at anything you're able to recite it; and do you mean to say that I can't even do so much as take in ten lines with one gaze?"
Pao-yue smiled and put his book away, urging: "Let's do what's right and proper, and at once take the flowers and bury them; and don't let us allude to these things!"
Forthwith the two of them gathered the fallen blossoms; but no sooner had they interred them properly than they espied Hsi Jen coming, who went on to observe: "Where haven't I looked for you? What! have you found your way as far as this! But our senior master, Mr. Chia She, over there isn't well; and the young ladies have all gone over to pay their respects, and our old lady has asked that you should be sent over; so go back at once and change your clothes!"
When Pao-yue heard what she said, he hastily picked up his books, and saying good bye to Tai-yue, he came along with Hsi Jen, back into his room, where we will leave him to effect the necessary change in his costume. But during this while, Lin Tai-yue was, after having seen Pao-yue walk away, and heard that all her cousins were likewise not in their rooms, wending her way back alone, in a dull and dejected mood, towards her apartment, when upon reaching the outside corner of the wall of the Pear Fragrance court, she caught, issuing from inside the walls, the harmonious strains of the fife and the melodious modulations of voices singing. Lin Tai-yue readily knew that it was the twelve singing-girls rehearsing a play; and though she did not give her mind to go and listen, yet a couple of lines were of a sudden blown into her ears, and with such clearness, that even one word did not escape. Their burden was this:
These troth are beauteous purple and fine carmine flowers, which in this way all round do bloom, And all together lie ensconced along the broken well, and the dilapidated wall!
But the moment Lin Tai-yue heard these lines, she was, in fact, so intensely affected and agitated that she at once halted and lending an ear listened attentively to what they went on to sing, which ran thus:
A glorious day this is, and pretty scene, but sad I feel at heart! Contentment and pleasure are to be found in whose family courts?
After overhearing these two lines, she unconsciously nodded her head, and sighed, and mused in her own mind. "Really," she thought, "there is fine diction even in plays! but unfortunately what men in this world simply know is to see a play, and they don't seem to be able to enjoy the beauties contained in them."
At the conclusion of this train of thought, she experienced again a sting of regret, (as she fancied) she should not have given way to such idle thoughts and missed attending to the ballads; but when she once more came to listen, the song, by some coincidence, went on thus:
It's all because thy loveliness is like a flower and like the comely spring, That years roll swiftly by just like a running stream.
When this couplet struck Tai-yu's ear, her heart felt suddenly a prey to excitement and her soul to emotion; and upon further hearing the words:
Alone you sit in the secluded inner rooms to self-compassion giving way.
--and other such lines, she became still more as if inebriated, and like as if out of her head, and unable to stand on her feet, she speedily stooped her body, and, taking a seat on a block of stone, she minutely pondered over the rich beauty of the eight characters:
It's all because thy loveliness is like a flower and like the comely spring, That years roll swiftly by just like a running stream.
Of a sudden, she likewise bethought herself of the line:
Water flows away and flowers decay, for both no feelings have.
--which she had read some days back in a poem of an ancient writer, and also of the passage:
When on the running stream the flowers do fall, spring then is past and gone;
--and of:
Heaven (differs from) the human race,
--which also appeared in that work; and besides these, the lines, which she had a short while back read in the Hsi Hiang Chi:
The flowers, lo, fall, and on their course the waters red do flow! Petty misfortunes of ten thousand kinds (my heart assail!)
both simultaneously flashed through her memory; and, collating them all together, she meditated on them minutely, until suddenly her heart was stricken with pain and her soul fleeted away, while from her eyes trickled down drops of tears. But while nothing could dispel her present state of mind, she unexpectedly realised that some one from behind gave her a tap; and, turning her head round to look, she found that it was a young girl; but who it was, the next chapter will make known.
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