The third son of one of the junior secretaries at the Board of Revenue, surnamed Jiang, considered himself to be quite a sensual sort of fellow and an accomplished womanizer. One day as he was strolling near the Haidai Gate he saw a beautiful woman sitting in a carriage.
She saw him looking at her and didn't appear to take offense until he started following the carriage. She then grew angry at his impertinence, but when he persisted her anger turned to mirth and she gave him a wave.
Jiang was thrilled to have this positive reaction so he continued following the carriage. Every now and then the woman would turn back to look at Jiang as if she too was interested in a liaison.
Jiang was soon beside himself with anticipation and before he knew it his legs had carried him a distance of seven or eight miles.
Eventually the carriage stopped outside a large house and the woman went inside. Jiang, feeling rather foolish, stood dithering outside for a while. He didn't dare go in, but at the same time, he didn't want to leave when he'd come so close to realizing his fantasy.
As he paced back and forth trying to come to a decision, a young maidservant waved to him and then pointed in the direction of a small door along the side of the house.
Jiang took the hint and went in through the door only to find that it was just a toilet. The maid then whispered to Jiang that he should wait for a while. Jiang stood in the toilet and endured the suffocating stench.
Precisely at dusk the maid opened the door and led him through the house. They passed by the kitchen and various other rooms and eventually arrived at the entrance to the main hall of the residence. The doorway was decorated in luxurious style and hung with vermilion drapes, beside which stood two houseboys.
Jiang was feeling rather pleased with himself. It was as if he had entered a kingdom of angels. He straightened his clothes and patted