Chia Pao-yü tastes tea in the Lung Ts'ui monastery.
Old goody Liu gets drunk and falls asleep in the I Hung court.
Old goody Liu, so the story goes, exclaimed, while making signs with
both hands,
"The flower dropped and a huge melon formed;"
to the intense amusement of all the inmates, who burst into a
boisterous fit of laughter. In due course, however, she drank the
closing cup. Then she made another effort to evoke merriment. "To speak
the truth to-day," she smilingly observed, "my hands and my feet are so
rough, and I've had so much wine that I must be careful; or else I
might, by a slip of the hand, break the porcelain cups. If you have got
any wooden cups, you'd better produce them. It wouldn't matter then if
even they were to slip out of my hands and drop on the ground!"
This joke excited some more mirth. But lady Feng, upon hearing this
speedily put on a smile. "Well," she said, "if you really want a wooden
one, I'll fetch you one at once! But there's just one word I'd like to
tell you beforehand. Wooden cups are not like porcelain ones. They go
in sets; so you'll have to do the right thing and drink from every cup
of the set."
"I just now simply spoke in jest about those cups in order to induce
them to laugh," old goody Liu at these words, mused within herself,
"but, who would have thought that she actually has some of the kind.
I've often been to the large households of village gentry on a visit,
and even been to banquets there and seen both gold cups and silver
cups; but never have I beheld any wooden ones about! Ah, of course!
They must, I expect, be the wooden bowls used by the young children.
Their object must be to inveigle me to have a couple of bowlfuls more
than is good for me! But I don't mind it. This wine is, verily, like
honey, so if I drink a little more, it won't do me any harm."
Bringing this train of thought to a close, "Fetch them!" she said
aloud.
"We'll talk about them by and bye."
Lady Feng then directed Feng Erh to go and bring the set of ten cups,
made of bamboo roots, from the book-case in the front inner room. Upon
hearing her orders, Feng Erh was about to go and execute them, when
Yüan Yang smilingly interposed. "I know those ten cups of yours," she
remarked, "they're small. What's more, a while back you mentioned
wooden ones, and if you have bamboo ones brought now, it won't look
well; so we'd better get from our place that set of ten large cups,
scooped out of whole blocks of aspen roots, and pour the contents of
all ten of them down her throat?"
"Yes, that would be much better," lady Feng smiled.
The cups were then actually brought by a servant, at the direction of
Yüan Yang. At the sight of them, old goody Liu was filled with surprise
as well as with admiration. Surprise, as the ten formed one set going
in gradation from large to small; the largest being amply of the size
of a small basin, the smallest even measuring two of those she held in
her hand. Admiration, as they were all alike, engraved, in perfect
style, with scenery, trees, and human beings, and bore inscriptions in
the 'grass' character as well as the seal of the writer.
"It will be enough," she consequently shouted with alacrity, "if you
give me that small one."
"There's no one," lady Feng laughingly insinuated, "with the capacity
to tackle these! Hence it is that not a soul can pluck up courage
enough to use them! But as you, old dame, asked for them, and they were
fished out, after ever so much trouble, you're bound to do the proper
thing and drink out of each, one after the other."
Old goody Liu was quite taken aback. "I daren't!" she promptly
demurred.
"My dear lady, do let me off!"
Dowager lady Chia, Mrs. Hsüeh and Madame Wang were quite alive to the
fact that a person advanced in years as she was could not be gifted
with such powers of endurance, and they hastened to smilingly
expostulate. "To speak is to speak, and a joke is a joke, but she
mayn't take too much," they said; "let her just empty this first cup,
and have done."
"O-mi-to-fu!" ejaculated old goody Liu. "I'll only have a small cupful,
and put this huge fellow away, and take it home and drink at my
leisure."
At this remark, the whole company once more gave way to laughter. Yüan
Yang had no alternative but to give in and she had to bid a servant
fill a large cup full of wine. Old goody Liu laid hold of it with both
hands and raised it to her mouth.
"Gently a bit!" old lady Chia and Mrs. Hsüeh shouted. "Mind you don't
choke!"
Mrs. Hsüeh then told lady Feng to put some viands before her. "Goody
Liu!" smiled lady Feng, "tell me the name of anything you fancy, and
I'll bring it and feed you."
"What names can I know?" old goody Liu rejoined. "Everything is good!"
"Bring some egg-plant and salt-fish for her!" dowager lady Chia
suggested with a smile.
Lady Feng, upon hearing this suggestion, complied with it by catching
some egg-plant and salt-fish with two chopsticks and putting them into
old goody Liu's mouth. "You people," she smiled, "daily feed on
egg-plants; so taste these of ours and see whether they've been nicely
prepared or not."
"Don't be making a fool of me!" old goody Liu answered smilingly. "If
egg-plants can have such flavour, we ourselves needn't sow any cereals,
but confine ourselves to growing nothing but egg-plants!"
"They're really egg-plants!" one and all protested. "She's not pulling
your leg!"
Old goody Liu was amazed. "If these be actually egg-plants," she said,
"I've uselessly eaten them so long! But, my lady, do give me a few
more;
I'd like to taste the next mouthful carefully!"
Lady Feng brought her, in very deed, another lot, and put it in her
mouth. Old goody Liu munched for long with particular care. "There is,
it's true, something about them of the flavour of egg-plant," she
laughingly remarked, "yet they don't quite taste like egg-plants. But
tell me how they're cooked, so that I may prepare them in the same way
for myself."
"There's nothing hard about it!" lady Feng answered smiling. "You take
the newly cut egg-plants and pare the skin off. All you want then is
some fresh meat. You hash it into fine mince, and fry it in chicken
fat. Then you take some dry chicken meat, and mix it with mushrooms,
new bamboo shoots, sweet mushrooms, dry beancurd paste, flavoured with
five spices, and every kind of dry fruits, and you chop the whole lot
into fine pieces. You then bake all these things in chicken broth,
until it's absorbed, when you fry them, to finish, in sweet oil, and
adding some oil, made of the grains of wine, you place them in a
porcelain jar, and close it hermetically. At any time that you want any
to eat, all you have to do is to take out some, and mix it with some
roasted chicken, and there it is all ready."
Old goody Liu a shook her head and put out her tongue. "My Buddha's
ancestor!" she shouted. "One wants about ten chickens to prepare this
dish! It isn't strange then that it has this flavour!"
Saying this, she quietly finished her wine. But still she kept on
minutely scrutinizing the cup.
"Haven't you yet had enough to satisfy you?" lady Feng smiled. "If you
haven't, well, then drink another cup."
"Dreadful!" eagerly exclaimed old goody Liu. "I shall be soon getting
so drunk that it will be the very death of me. I was only looking at it
as I admire pretty things like this! But what a trouble it must have
cost to turn out!"
"Have you done with your wine?" Yuan Yang laughingly inquired. "But,
after all, what kind of wood is this cup made of?"
"It isn't to be wondered at," old goody Liu smiled, "that you can't
make it out Miss! How ever could you people, who live inside golden
doors and embroidered apartments, know anything of wood! We have the
whole day long the trees in the woods as our neighbours. When weary, we
use them as our pillows and go to sleep on them. When exhausted, we sit
with our backs leaning against them. When, in years of dearth, we feel
the pangs of hunger, we also feed on them. Day after day, we see them
with our eyes; day after day we listen to them with our ears; day after
day, we talk of them with our mouths. I am therefore well able to tell
whether any wood be good or bad, genuine or false. Do let me then see
what it is!"
As she spoke, she intently scanned the cup for a considerable length of
time. "Such a family as yours," she then said, "could on no account own
mean things! Any wood that is easily procured, wouldn't even find a
place in here. This feels so heavy, as I weigh it in my hands, that if
it isn't aspen, it must, for a certainty, be yellow cedar."
Her rejoinder amused every one in the room. But they then perceived an
old matron come up. After asking permission of dowager lady Chia to
speak: "The young ladies," she said, "have got to the Lotus Fragrance
pavilion, and they request your commands, as to whether they should
start with the rehearsal at once or tarry a while."
"I forgot all about them!" old lady Chia promptly cried with a smile.
"Tell them to begin rehearsing at once!"
The matron expressed her obedience and walked away. Presently, became
audible the notes of the pan-pipe and double flute, now soft, now loud,
and the blended accents of the pipe and fife. So balmy did the breeze
happen to be and the weather so fine that the strains of music came
wafted across the arbours and over the stream, and, needless to say,
conduced to exhilarate their spirits and to cheer their hearts. Unable
to resist the temptation, Pao-yü was the first to snatch a decanter and
to fill a cup for himself. He quaffed it with one breath. Then pouring
another cup, he was about to drain it, when he noticed that Madame Wang
too was anxious for a drink, and that she bade a servant bring a warm
supply of wine. "With alacrity, Pao-yü crossed over to her, and,
presenting his own cup, he applied it to Madame Wang's lips. His mother
drank two sips while he held it in his hands, but on the arrival of the
warm wine, Pao-yü resumed his seat. Madame Wang laid hold of the warm
decanter, and left the table, while the whole party quitted their
places at the banquet; and Mrs. Hsüeh too rose to her feet.
"Take over that decanter from her," dowager lady Chia promptly shouted
to Li Wan and lady Feng, "and press your aunt into a seat. We shall all
then feel at ease!"
Hearing this, Madame Wang surrendered the decanter to lady Feng and
returned to her seat.
"Let's all have a couple of cups of wine!" old lady Chia laughingly
cried. "It's capital fun to-day!"
With this proposal, she laid hold of a cup and offered it to Mrs.
Hsüeh. Turning also towards Hsiang-yün and Pao-ch'ai: "You two
cousins!" she added, "must also have a cup. Your cousin Lin can't take
much wine, but even she mustn't be let off."
While pressing them, she drained her cup. Hsiang-yün, Pao-ch'ai and
Tai-y ü then had their drink. But about this time old goody Liu caught
the strains of music, and, being already under the influence of liquor,
her spirits became more and more exuberant, and she began to
gesticulate and skip about. Her pranks amused Pao-yü to such a degree
that leaving the table, he crossed over to where Tai-yü was seated and
observed laughingly: "Just you look at the way old goody Liu is going
on!"
"In days of yore," Tai-yü smiled, "every species of animal commenced to
dance the moment the sounds of music broke forth. She's like a buffalo
now."
This simile made her cousins laugh. But shortly the music ceased.
"We've all had our wine," Mrs. Hsüeh smilingly proposed, "so let's go
and stroll about for a time; we can after that sit down again!"
Dowager lady Chia herself was at the moment feeling a strong
inclination to have a ramble. In due course, therefore, they all left
the banquet and went with their old senior, for a walk. Dowager lady
Chia, however, longed to take goody Liu along with her to help her
dispel her ennui, so promptly seizing the old dame's hand in hers, they
threaded their way as far as the trees, which stood facing the hill.
After lolling about with her for a few minutes, "What kind of tree is
this?" she went on to inquire of her. "What kind of stone is this? What
species of flower is that?"
Old goody Liu gave suitable reply to each of her questions. "Who'd ever
have imagined it," she proceeded to tell dowager lady Chia; "not only
are the human beings in the city grand, but even the birds are grand.
Why, the moment these birds fly into your mansion, they also become
beautiful things, and acquire the gift of speech as well!"
The company could not make out the drift of her observations. "What
birds get transformed into beautiful things and become able to speak?"
they felt impelled to ask.
"Those perched on those gold stands, under the verandah, with green
plumage and red beaks are parrots. I know them well enough!" Goody Liu
replied. "But those old black crows in the cages there have crests like
phoenixes! They can talk too!"
One and all laughed. But not long elapsed before they caught sight of
several waiting-maids, who came to invite them to a collation.
"After the number of cups of wine I've had," old lady Chia said, "I
don't feel hungry. But never mind, bring the things here. We can nibble
something at our leisure."
The maids speedily went off and fetched two teapoys; but they also
brought a couple of small boxes with partitions. When they came to be
opened and to be examined, the contents of each were found to consist
of two kinds of viands. In the one, were two sorts of steamed eatables.
One of these was a sweet cake, made of lotus powder, scented with
sun-flower. The other being rolls with goose fat and fir cone seeds.
The second box contained two kinds of fried eatables; one of which was
small dumplings, about an inch in size.
"What stuffing have they put in them?" dowager lady Chia asked.
"They're with crabs inside," 'hastily rejoined the matrons.
Their old mistress, at this reply, knitted her eyebrows. "These fat,
greasy viands for such a time!" she observed. "Who'll ever eat these
things?"
But finding, when she came to inspect the other kind, that it consisted
of small fruits of flour, fashioned in every shape, and fried in
butter, she did not fancy these either. She then however pressed Mrs.
Hsüeh to have something to eat, but Mrs. Hsüeh merely took a piece of
cake, while dowager lady Chia helped herself to a roll; but after
tasting a bit, she gave the remaining half to a servant girl.
Goody Liu saw how beautifully worked those small flour fruits were,
made as they were in various colours and designs, and she took, after
picking and choosing, one which looked like a peony. "The most
ingenious girls in our village could not, even with a pair of scissors,
cut out anything like this in paper!" she exclaimed. "I would like to
eat it, but I can't make up my mind to! I had better pack up a few and
take them home and give them to them as specimens!"
Her remarks amused every one.
"When you start for home," dowager lady Chia said, "I'll give you a
whole porcelain jar full of them; so you may as well eat these first,
while they are hot!"
The rest of the inmates selected such of the fruits as took their
fancy, but after they had helped themselves to one or two, they felt
satisfied. Goody Liu, however, had never before touched such
delicacies. These were, in addition, made small, dainty, and without
the least semblance of clumsiness, so when she and Pan Erh had served
themselves to a few of each sort, half the contents of the dish
vanished. But what remained of them were then, at the instance of lady
Feng, put into two plates, and sent, together with a partition-box, to
Wen Kuan and the other singing girls as their share.
At an unexpected moment, they perceived the nurse come in with Ta
Chieh-erh in her arms, and they all induced her to have a romp with
them for a time. But while Ta Chieh-erh was holding a large pumelo and
amusing herself with it, she casually caught sight of Pan Erh with a
'Buddha's hand.' Ta Chieh would have it. A servant-girl endeavoured to
coax (Pan-Erh) to surrender it to her, but Ta Chieh-erh, unable to curb
her impatience, burst out crying. It was only after the pumelo had been
given to Pan-Erh, and that the 'Buddha's hand' had, by dint of much
humouring, been got from Pan Erh and given to her, that she stopped
crying.
Pan Erh had played quite long enough with the 'Buddha's hand,' and had,
at the moment, his two hands laden with fruits, which he was in the
course of eating. When he suddenly besides saw how scented and round
the pumelo was, the idea dawned on him that it was more handy for play,
and, using it as a ball, he kicked it along and went off to have some
fun, relinquishing at once every thought of the 'Buddha's hand.'
By this time dowager lady Chia and the other members had had tea, so
leading off again goody Liu, they threaded their way to the Lung Ts'ui
monastery. Miao Yü hastened to usher them in. On their arrival in the
interior of the court, they saw the flowers and trees in luxuriant
blossom.
"Really," smiled old lady Chia, "it's those people, who devote
themselves to an ascetic life and have nothing to do, who manage, by
constant repairs, to make their places much nicer than those of
others!"
As she spoke, she wended her steps towards the Eastern hall. Miao Yü,
with a face beaming with smiles, made way for her to walk in. "We've
just been filling ourselves with wines and meats," dowager lady Chia
observed, "and with the josses you've got in here, we shall be guilty
of profanity. We'd better therefore sit here! But give us some of that
good tea of yours; and we'll get off so soon as we have had a cup of
it."
Pao-yü watched Miao Yü's movements intently, when he noticed her lay
hold of a small tea-tray, fashioned in the shape of a peony, made of
red carved lacquer, and inlaid with designs in gold representing a
dragon ensconced in the clouds with the character 'longevity' clasped
in its jaws, a tray, which contained a small multicoloured cup with
cover, fabricated at the 'Ch'eng' Kiln, and present it to his
grandmother.
"I don't care for 'Liu An' tea!" old lady Chia exclaimed.
"I know it; but this is old 'Chün Mei,'" Miao Yü answered with a smile.
Dowager lady Chia received the cup. "What water is this?" she went on
to inquire.
"It's rain water collected last year;" Miao Yü added by way of reply.
Old lady Chia readily drank half a cup of the tea; and smiling, she
proffered it to goody Liu. "Just you taste this tea!" she said.
Goody Liu drained the remainder with one draught. "It's good, of
course," she remarked laughingly, "but it's rather weak! It would be
far better were it brewed a little stronger!"
Dowager lady Chia and all the inmates laughed. But subsequently, each
of them was handed a thin, pure white covered cup, all of the same
make, originating from the 'Kuan' kiln. Miao Yü, however, soon gave a
tug at Pao-ch'ai's and Tai-yü's lapels, and both quitted the apartment
along with her. But Pao-yü too quietly followed at their heels. Spying
Miao Yü show his two cousins into a side-room, Pao-ch'ai take a seat in
the court, Tai-yü seat herself on Miao Yü's rush mat, and Miao Yü
herself approach a stove, fan the fire and boil some water, with which
she brewed another pot of tea, Pao-yü walked in. "Are you bent upon
drinking your own private tea?" he smiled.
"Here you rush again to steal our tea," the two girls laughed with one
accord. "There's none for you!"
But just as Miao Yü was going to fetch a cup, she perceived an old
taoist matron bring away the tea things, which had been used in the
upper rooms. "Don't put that 'Ch'eng' kiln tea-cup by!" Miao Yü hastily
shouted. "Go and put it outside!"
Pao-yü understood that it must be because old goody Liu had drunk out
of it that she considered it too dirty to keep. He then saw Miao Yü
produce two other cups. The one had an ear on the side. On the bowl
itself were engraved in three characters: 'calabash cup,' in the plain
'square' writing. After these, followed a row of small characters in
the 'true' style, to the effect that the cup had been an article much
treasured by Wang K'ai. Next came a second row of small characters
stating: 'that in the course of the fourth moon of the fifth year of
Yuan Feng, of the Sung dynasty, Su Shih of Mei Shan had seen it in the
'Secret' palace.
This cup, Miao Yü filled, and handed to Pao-ch'ai.
The other cup was, in appearance, as clumsy as it was small; yet on it
figured an engraved inscription, consisting of 'spotted rhinoceros
cup,' in three 'seal' characters, which bore the semblance of pendent
pearls. Miao Yü replenished this cup and gave it to Tai-yü; and taking
the green jade cup, which she had, on previous occasions, often used
for her own tea, she filled it and presented it to Pao-yü.
"'The rules observed in the world,' the adage says, 'must be
impartial,'" Pao-yü smiled. "But while my two cousins are handling
those antique and rare gems, here am I with this coarse object!"
"Is this a coarse thing?" Miao Yü exclaimed. "Why, I'm making no
outrageous statement when I say that I'm inclined to think that it is
by no means certain that you could lay your hand upon any such coarse
thing as this in your home!"
"'Do in the country as country people do,' the proverb says," Pao-yü
laughingly rejoined. "So when one gets in a place like this of yours,
one must naturally look down upon every thing in the way of gold,
pearls, jade and precious stones, as coarse rubbish!"
This sentiment highly delighted Miao Yü. So much so, that producing
another capacious cup, carved out of a whole bamboo root, which with
its nine curves and ten rings, with twenty knots in each ring,
resembled a coiled dragon, "Here," she said with a face beaming with
smiles, "there only remains this one! Can you manage this large cup?"
"I can!" Pao-yü vehemently replied, with high glee.
"Albeit you have the stomach to tackle all it holds," Miao Yü laughed,
"I haven't got so much tea for you to waste! Have you not heard how
that the first cup is the 'taste'-cup; the second 'the
stupid-thing-for- quenching-one's-thirst,' and the third 'the
drink-mule' cup? But were you now to go in for this huge cup, why what
more wouldn't that be?"
At these words, Pao-ch'ai, Tai-yü and Pao-yü simultaneously indulged in
laughter. But Miao-yü seized the teapot, and poured well-nigh a whole
cupful of tea into the big cup. Pao-yü tasted some carefully, and found
it, in real truth, so exceptionally soft and pure that he extolled it
with incessant praise.
"If you've had any tea this time," Miao-Yü pursued with a serious
expression about her face, "it's thanks to these two young ladies; for
had you come alone, I wouldn't have given you any."
"I'm well aware of this," Pao-yü laughingly rejoined, "so I too will
receive no favour from your hands, but simply express my thanks to
these two cousins of mine, and have done!"
"What you say makes your meaning clear enough!" Miao-yü said, when she
heard his reply.
"Is this rain water from last year?" Tai-yü then inquired.
"How is it," smiled Miao Yü sardonically, "that a person like you can
be such a boor as not to be able to discriminate water, when you taste
it? This is snow collected from the plum blossom, five years back, when
I was in the P'an Hsiang temple at Hsüan Mu. All I got was that flower
jar, green as the devil's face, full, and as I couldn't make up my mind
to part with it and drink it, I interred it in the ground, and only
opened it this summer. I've had some of it once before, and this is the
second time. But how is it you didn't detect it, when you put it to
your lips? Has rain water, obtained a year back, ever got such a soft
and pure flavour? and how possibly could it be drunk at all?"
Tai-yü knew perfectly what a curious disposition she naturally had, and
she did not think it advisable to start any lengthy discussion with
her. Nor did she feel justified to protract her stay, so after sipping
her tea, she intimated to Pao-ch'ai her intention to go, and they
quitted the apartment.
Pao-yü gave a forced smile to Miao Yü. "That cup," he said, "is, of
course, dirty; but is it not a pity to put it away for no valid reason?
To my idea it would be preferable, wouldn't it? to give it to that poor
old woman; for were she to sell it, she could have the means of
subsistence! What do you say, will it do?"
Miao Yü listened to his suggestion, and then nodded her head, after
some reflection. "Yes, that will be all right!" she answered. "Lucky
for her I've never drunk a drop out of that cup, for had I, I would
rather have smashed it to atoms than have let her have it! If you want
to give it to her, I don't mind a bit about it; but you yourself must
hand it to her! Now, be quick and clear it away at once!"
"Of course; quite so!" Pao-yü continued. "How could you ever go and
speak to her? Things would then come to a worse pass. You too would be
contaminated! If you give it to me, it will be all right."
Miao Yü there and then directed some one to fetch it and to give it to
Pao-yü. When it was brought, Pao-yü took charge of it. "Wait until
we've gone out," he proceeded, "and I'll call a few servant-boys and
bid them carry several buckets of water from the stream and wash the
floors; eh, shall I?"
"Yes, that would be better!" Miao Yü smiled. "The only thing is that
you must tell them to bring the water, and place it outside the
entrance door by the foot of the wall; for they mustn't come in."
"This goes without saying!" Pao-yü said; and, while replying, he
produced the cup from inside his sleeve, and handed it to a young
waiting-maid from dowager lady Chia's apartments to hold. "To-morrow,"
he told her, "give this to goody Liu to take with her, when she starts
on her way homewards!"
By the time he made (the girl) understand the charge he entrusted her
with, his old grandmother issued out and was anxious to return home.
Miao Yü did not exert herself very much to induce her to prolong her
visit; but seeing her as far the main gate, she turned round and bolted
the doors. But without devoting any further attention to her, we will
now allude to dowager lady Chia.
She felt thoroughly tired and exhausted. To such a degree, that she
desired Madame Wang, Ying Ch'un and her sisters to see that Mrs. Hsüeh
had some wine, while she herself retired to the Tao Hsiang village to
rest. Lady Feng immediately bade some servants fetch a bamboo chair. On
its arrival, dowager lady Chia seated herself in it, and two matrons
carried her off hemmed in by lady Feng, Li Wan and a bevy of
servant-girls, and matrons. But let us now leave her to herself,
without any additional explanations.
During this while, Mrs. Hsüeh too said good bye and departed. Madame
Wang then dismissed Wen Kuan and the other girls, and, distributing the
eatables, that had been collected in the partition-boxes, to the
servant-maids to go and feast on, she availed herself of the leisure
moments to lie off; so reclining as she was, on the couch, which had
been occupied by her old relative a few minutes back, she bade a young
maid lower the portière; after which, she asked her to massage her
legs.
"Should our old lady yonder send any message, mind you call me at
once," she proceeded to impress on her mind, and, laying herself down,
she went to sleep.
Pao-yü, Hsiang-yün and the rest watched the servant-girls take the
partition-boxes and place them among the rocks, and seat themselves
some on boulders, others on the turf-covered ground, some lean against
the trees, others squat down besides the pool, and thoroughly enjoy
themselves. But in a little time, they also perceived Yüan Yang arrive.
Her object in coming was to carry off goody Liu for a stroll, so in a
body they followed in their track, with a view of deriving some fun.
Shortly, they got under the honorary gateway put up in the additional
grounds, reserved for the imperial consort's visits to her parents, and
old goody Liu shouted aloud: "Ai-yoh! What! Is there another big temple
here!"
While speaking, she prostrated herself and knocked her head, to the
intense amusement of the company, who were quite doubled up with
laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" goody Liu inquired. "I can decipher the
characters on this honorary gateway. Over at our place temples of this
kind are exceedingly plentiful; and they've all got archways like this!
These characters give the name of the temple."
"Can you make out from those characters what temple this is?" they
laughingly asked.
Goody Liu quickly raised her head, and, pointing at the inscription,
"Are'nt these," she said, "the four characters 'Pearly Emperor's
Precious Hall?'"
Everybody laughed. They clapped their hands and applauded. But when
about to chaff her again, goody Liu experienced a rumbling noise in her
stomach, and vehemently pulling a young servant-girl, and asking her
for a couple of sheets of paper, she began immediately to loosen her
garments. "It won't do in here!" one and all laughingly shouted out to
her, and quickly they directed a matron to lead her away. When they got
at the north-east corner, the matron pointed the proper place out to
her, and in high spirits she walked off and went to have some rest.
Goody Liu had taken plenty of wine; she could not touch yellow wine;
she had, what is more, drunk and eaten so many fat things that in the
thirst, which supervened, she had emptied several cups of tea; the
result was that she unavoidably got looseness of the bowels. She
therefore squatted for ever so long before she felt any relief. But on
her exit from the private chamber, the wind blew the wine to her head.
Besides, being a woman well up in years, she felt, upon suddenly rising
from a long squatting position, her eyes grow so dim and her head so
giddy that she could not make out the way. She gazed on all four
quarters, but the whole place being covered with trees, rockeries,
towers, terraces, and houses, she was quite at a loss how to determine
her whereabouts, and where each road led to. She had no alternative but
to follow a stone road, and to toddle on her way with leisurely step.
But when she drew near a building, she could not make out where the
door could be. After searching and searching, she accidentally caught
sight of a bamboo fence. "Here's another trellis with flat bean plants
creeping on it!" Goody Liu communed within herself. While giving way to
reflection, she skirted the flower-laden hedge, and discovering a
moonlike, cavelike, entrance, she stepped in. Here she discerned,
stretching before her eyes a sheet of water, forming a pond, which
measured no more than seven or eight feet in breadth. Its banks were
paved with slabs of stone. Its jadelike waves flowed in a limpid stream
towards the opposite direction. At the upper end, figured a slab of
white marble, laid horizontally over the surface. Goody Liu wended her
steps over the slab and followed the raised stone-road; then turning
two bends, in the lake, an entrance into a house struck her gaze.
Forthwith, she crossed the doorway, but her eyes were soon attracted by
a young girl, who advanced to greet her with a smile playing upon her
lips.
"The young ladies," goody Liu speedily remarked laughing, "have cast me
adrift; they made me knock about, until I found my way in here."
But seeing, after addressing her, that the girl said nothing by way of
reply, goody Liu approached her and seized her by the hand, when, with
a crash, she fell against the wooden partition wall and bumped her head
so that it felt quite sore. Upon close examination, she discovered that
it was a picture. "Do pictures really so bulge out!" Goody Liu mused
within herself, and, as she exercised her mind with these cogitations,
she scanned it and rubbed her hand over it. It was perfectly even all
over. She nodded her head, and heaved a couple of sighs. But the moment
she turned round, she espied a small door over which hung a soft
portière, of leek-green colour, bestrewn with embroidered flowers.
Goody Liu lifted the portière and walked in. Upon raising her head, and
casting a glance round, she saw the walls, artistically carved in
fretwork. On all four sides, lutes, double-edged swords, vases and
censers were stuck everywhere over the walls; and embroidered covers
and gauze nets, glistened as brightly as gold, and shed a lustre vying
with that of pearls. Even the bricks, on the ground, on which she trod,
were jadelike green, inlaid with designs, so that her eyes got more and
more dazzled. She tried to discover an exit, but where could she find a
doorway? On the left, was a bookcase. On the right, a screen. As soon
as she repaired behind the screen, she faced a door; but, she then
caught sight of another old dame stepping in from outside, and
advancing towards her. Goody Liu was wonderstruck. Her mind was full of
uncertainty as to whether it might not be her son-in-law's mother. "I
expect," she felt prompted to ask with vehemence, "you went to the
trouble of coming to hunt for me, as you didn't see me turn up at home
for several days, eh? But what young lady introduced you in here?" Then
noticing that her whole head was bedecked with flowers, old goody Liu
laughed. "How ignorant of the ways of the world you are!" she said.
"Seeing the nice flowers in this garden, you at once set to work,
forgetful of all consequences, and loaded your pate with them!"
However, while she derided her, the other old dame simply laughed,
without making any rejoinder. But the recollection suddenly flashed to
her memory that she had often heard of some kind of cheval-glasses,
found in wealthy and well-to-do families, and, "May it not be," (she
wondered), "my own self reflected in this glass!" After concluding this
train of thoughts, she put out her hands, and feeling it and then
minutely scrutinising it, she realised that the four wooden partition
walls were made of carved blackwood, into which mirrors had been
inserted. "These have so far impeded my progress," she consequently
exclaimed, "and how am I to manage to get out?"
As she soliloquised, she kept on rubbing the mirror. This mirror was,
in fact, provided with some western mechanism, which enabled it to open
and shut, so while goody Liu inadvertently passed her hands, quite at
random over its surface, the pressure happily fell on the right spot,
and opening the contrivance, the mirror flung round, exposing a door to
view. Old goody Liu was full of amazement as well as of admiration.
With hasty step, she egressed. Her eyes unexpectedly fell on a most
handsome set of bed-curtains. But being at the time still seven or
eight tenths in the wind, and quite tired out from her tramp, she with
one jump squatted down on the bed, saying to herself: "I'll just have a
little rest." So little, however, did she, contrary to her
expectations, have any control over herself, that, as she reeled
backwards and forwards, her eyes got quite drowsy, and then the moment
she threw herself in a recumbent position, she dropped into a sound
sleep.
But let us now see what the others were up to. They waited for her and
waited; but they saw nothing of her. Pan Erh got, in the absence of his
grandmother, so distressed that he melted into tears. "May she not have
fallen into the place?" one and all laughingly observed. "Be quick and
tell some one to go and have a look!"
Two matrons were directed to go in search of her; but they returned and
reported that she was not to be found. The whole party instituted a
search in every nook and corner, but nothing could be seen of her.
"She was so drunk," Hsi Jen suggested, "that she's sure to have lost
her way, and following this road, got into our back-rooms. Should she
have crossed to the inner side of the hedge, she must have come to the
door of the backhouse and got in. Nevertheless, the young maids, she
must have come across, must know something about her. If she did not
get inside the hedge, but continued in a south westerly direction,
she's all right, if she made a detour and walked out. But if she hasn't
done so, why, she'll have enough of roaming for a good long while! I
had better therefore go and see what she's up to."
With these words still on her lips, she retraced her footsteps and
repaired into the I Hung court. She called out to the servants, but,
who would have thought it, the whole bevy of young maids, attached to
those rooms, had seized the opportunity to go and have a romp, so Hsi
Jen straightway entered the door of the house. As soon as she turned
the multicoloured embroidered screen, the sound of snoring as loud as
peals of thunder, fell on her ear. Hastily she betook herself inside,
but her nostrils were overpowered by the foul air of wine and w..d,
which infected the apartment. At a glance, she discovered old goody Liu
lying on the bed, face downwards, with hands sprawled out and feet
knocking about all over the place. Hsi Jen sustained no small shock.
With precipitate hurry, she rushed up to her, and, laying hold of her,
lying as she was more dead than alive, she pushed her about until she
succeeded in rousing her to her senses. Old goody Liu was startled out
of her sleep. She opened wide her eyes, and, realising that Hsi Jen
stood before her, she speedily crawled up. "Miss!" she pleaded. "I do
deserve death! I have done what I shouldn't; but I haven't in any way
soiled the bed."
So saying, she swept her hands over it. But Hsi Jen was in fear and
trembling lest the suspicions of any inmate should be aroused, and lest
Pao-yü should come to know of it, so all she did was to wave her hand
towards her, bidding her not utter a word. Then with alacrity grasping
three or four handfuls of 'Pai Ho' incense, she heaped it on the large
tripod, which stood in the centre of the room, and put the lid back
again; delighted at the idea that she had not been so upset as to be
sick.
"It doesn't matter!" she quickly rejoined in a low tone of voice with a
smile, "I'm here to answer for this. Come along with me!"
While old goody Liu expressed her readiness to comply with her wishes,
she followed Hsi Jen out into the quarters occupied by the young maids.
Here (Hsi Jen) desired her to take a seat. "Mind you say," she enjoined
her, "that you were so drunk that you stretched on a boulder and had a
snooze!"
"All right! I will!" old goody Liu promised.
Hsi Jen afterwards helped her to two cups of tea, when she, at length,
got over the effects of the wine. "What young lady's room is this that
it is so beautiful?" she then inquired. "It seemed to me just as if I
had gone to the very heavenly palace."
Hsi Jen gave a faint smile. "This one?" she asked. "Why, it's our
master
Secundus', Mr. Pao's bedroom."
Old goody Liu was quite taken aback, and could not even presume to
utter a sound. But Hsi Jen led her out across the front compound; and,
when they met the inmates of the family, she simply explained to them
that she had found her fast asleep on the grass, and brought her along.
No one paid any heed to the excuse she gave, and the subject was
dropped.
Presently, dowager lady Chia awoke, and the evening meal was at once
served in the Tao Hsiang Ts'un. Dowager lady Chia was however quite
listless, and felt so little inclined to eat anything that she
forthwith got into a small open chair, with bamboo seat, and returned
to her suite of rooms to rest. But she insisted that lady Feng and her
companions should go and have their repast, so the young ladies
eventually adjourned once more into the garden.
But, reader, you do not know the sequel, so peruse the circumstances
given in detail in the next chapter.