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Chapter 8 Temptation of Eros (1)
Benares once had a mighty king named Praedapamkud.His eighth son, Moulemkud, had such a strange adventure.

One morning, the young Mulamkud and the minister's son rode out to hunt together, and they came to a dense jungle.Deep in the jungle, they unexpectedly found a very beautiful large pool.The pool is surrounded by thick low walls of exquisite burnt brick, and stone steps and slopes like leaf tips lead to the pool.The solid lime buildings and stone carvings have collapsed, and the towering trees growing in the cracks sway with the gentle breeze.Birds sang on the branches, and squirrels chirped and chased over the warty trunks.Long-tailed monkeys are happily swinging on the vines between trees.The lingering autumn feeling seems to cover the whole wall with a colorful brocade carpet.Tender grass and bright wildflowers adorn the earthen walls.Bees are buzzing and flying in the flowers, and cute little flying insects are also flying happily. Flocks of waterfowl, wild geese, wild ducks, shelducks, herons and wild cranes are swimming in the vast waters.There are many broad-leaf lotuses growing in the center of the pool, and the delicate lotus flowers are swaying in the wind on the water.

The prince and his entourage couldn't help being stunned when they saw this beautiful sight. They all speculated about the origin of the pool, but to no avail.The two young men got off their horses, tied the horses, and threw all the weapons on their bodies to the ground.After washing their hands and faces, they came to the temple devoutly and worshiped God.

Just as they came to offer sacrifices, a group of beautiful maidens came walking up the steps, followed by a group of slave girls.They stood by the pool, talking and laughing, pointing at the fish in the pool.After making sure that there was no one else, the girls took off their beautiful clothes and prepared to take a bath in the water.Such a picture is really wonderful!

"Please don't narrate such a plot too much!" King Wickram interrupted the narration, obviously, he was a little angry.Because in India, such topics are not allowed.

The leader of this group of girls is a beautiful princess.Not long after, the princess left her companions, and the other girls were still in the water, stirring the clear water gently with their soft palms, and praying and worshiping the gods devoutly.The princess and a friend came to a mango grove and walked in the depths of the dense wood.

The prince also left behind his followers who were praying, and walked quietly towards the forest.In the jungle, the eyes of the prince and princess met involuntarily.The princess let out a slight exclamation, and took a small step back as if a little scared.The prince was deeply attracted by the girl's beauty, and he murmured to himself: "Oh, you Karma (two images of Cupid: Cupid and Anteros)! Why do you stir my heartstrings?" ?”

Hearing the prince's words to himself, the princess smiled shyly.But the poor prince was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, and his tongue didn't seem to listen to him.The princess raised her eyebrows at this moment.Here I would like to explain that a woman is the most contemptuous of a man who is too cautious and not straightforward (in some eastern countries, the first step in courtship is often taken by women, and men should be seduced).

The prince was still standing there shyly, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to look at the princess in the eyes, and even the contemptuous eyes of the princess still couldn't cheer him up.The princess called her accompanying friend, who was picking jasmine at the time, and did not see what had just happened.The princess's accompanying friends found a strange man standing there peeking at the princess. They were very angry and scolded the prince loudly.But the prince's feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood there stupidly, he didn't hear what she said at all.There was no other way, the two girls had to leave first.

When they were almost at the edge of the pool, the beautiful princess turned her head to look at him, to see how the poor honest prince reacted.

Mulamkud had already made the princess lose his mind, and followed the princess closely.Seeing his obsession, the princess smiled sweetly again, revealing two rows of white teeth.She walked down the pool slowly, stooped to pick a lotus flower, and then worshiped devoutly there.After the worship, she stuck the lotus in her hair, and immediately took it off and pinned it to her ear. After a while, she put it in her mouth and bit it lightly, and then threw it under her feet to trample on it.Finally, the princess, who had had enough trouble, rode home accompanied by the group of girls.Watching the figure of the princess fade away, the prince fell into inexplicable sadness and disappointment.He walked slowly back to the minister's son.

"Woman!" said the minister's son to himself.When the prince followed the princess into the woods, he had finished praying and left the temple, sitting alone on the steps by the pool enjoying the gentle breeze.Soon, the minister's son took out a scroll to read, and soon he was fascinated.In this case, women often try to attract him and disturb him.However, he just raised his head, with a smile on his face, but he was obviously very careless, and then turned another page.He hardly ever took his eyes off the book.

This calm young man is a philosopher.But, King Wickram, what is human philosophy?It is nothing more than a synonym for indifference!Can anyone philosophize with a heartfelt love and loathing for things?No!Shakharakaya said that philosophy, it is not born, it is the result of learning.I want to ask you: What kind of person is a born philosopher?For a person with a cold heart, can he save him?And what about the learned philosopher?What about a young philosopher?Just a cruel young man!What about old philosophers?Also just a grim variant!

Later, the prince said this: "Oh, my friend, I saw a woman. Who is she? Is she the musician of Indra's heaven, the daughter of the sea, or the daughter of the snake king? Or is it us? What about the daughter of the king of the world? I don't know."

"Tell me about her," began his philosopher friend.

The prince said: "Her face is like a full moon in the night sky, her hair is like a swarm of bees flying around the flowers blooming on the acacia tree, her eyes are connected to her ears, her waist is as agile as a lion, but she walks like a noble lady. If she is a coat, then she must be a white and flawless dress; if she is a season, then she is the bright spring of spring; if she is a flower, then only Jasmine can bear it; She speaks as the cuckoo sings; if she is a fragrance, only musk is worthy; her beauty rivals that of Kamadeva; It's love. I wouldn't have the guts to live without her. The only thing I want to do now is to have her."

The young courtier had heard his prince tell the story more than once, but he was still unmoved.In most cases, he just made a brief comment. Sometimes because he was busy on the road in the dark, he even omitted such an understatement. After all, the dark night in the forest is indeed a bit creepy.During the three hours of returning, the two young men said nothing, and Mulamkud himself had no desire to speak at all.At this time, unless someone called him three times loudly, he would respond in a trance.The young courtier said nothing, but thought to himself: "If the prince wants to say something to me, he will say it himself." In this point, he was very similar to his father's wisdom.His father was very tired of people chattering in front of him when he hadn't asked for advice.So, when he found that his master didn't want to talk at this time, he kept silent and continued to think.He had gotten into the habit of thinking in his head while eating rough food in the morning.Only in this way, his thinking will not be dull.After several years of this, the minister's son finally became a very intelligent and intelligent figure.

On the third day, Prince Moulemkud was very sad and restless because his beloved could not be seen, so he got a fever, which persisted.He no longer writes, reads, eats or sleeps as before, and doesn't listen to his father's orders.He said he was waiting to die like this.He frantically kept drawing the group of beautiful lotus pickers, then stared blankly at the picture, with tears in his eyes, suddenly jumped up and tore the painting to pieces, beating his forehead desperately, and then Start drawing again.

As a last resort, the courtier invited a wise man. The prince was lying on the bed weakly, his face was ashen. The only topic between the wise man and him was the issue of love.The wise man seemed to be contemptuous when he talked about love, and the prince felt ashamed to speak to him about it.The wise man told the prince to drink bitter herbs and told him to pay attention to his diet. The wise man also quoted a poem written by the famous doctor Chandata:

The high fever was cured, but the cold was conceived again.

The prince's previous strong will was gone, and he cried out sadly with tears streaming down his face: "Whoever it is, falling in love is stepping on a road of no return; if he wants to live, life is suffering." Abyss."

"Yes." The minister's son replied, "A sage once said that the road of love has no beginning and no end, and we should treat ourselves well. There are three things that men cannot control by themselves: the desire for women, The lust for the dice box and the thirst for wine. This wise man found the best way to temper these desires. After all, if we don't have cows, we can find a way to milk bulls."

To be fair, these suggestions are quite reasonable.But the wretched young man, who had sunk too deep, could only get better for a little while at these words.After a while, he returned to the previous state: "Whether this road is pain or happiness, happiness or destruction, I am still the same." After speaking, he lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

"Is that the girl we met by the pool?" asked the minister's son, his voice full of sympathy.The prince nodded feebly.

"Oh, great prince," the minister's son asked with a little sigh, "did she say anything when she parted from you? What did you say to her?"

"Nothing!" replied the prince curtly, though he found that his friend was also interested in his affairs.

"Then," continued the minister's son, "this matter is a bit tricky."

"Then," repeated the Prince unconsciously, "I must die, and very soon!"

"Oh!" said the young courtier, "does she have any hints? Or hints? Tell me the whole story."

So the prince told the whole story of that day. He regretted his shyness and dullness that day, so that he couldn't say a word to her from the beginning to the end.

The courtier thought for a long time, and he told the prince that the root of all the misfortunes was that the prince was too shy when he met the princess.He also told the prince that if you want to be in love happily, you must put aside your shyness when you meet next time, and even try to be as thick-skinned as possible.

The prince nodded and agreed.

"Now, then," said the courtier, "oh, my lord, don't worry! I know all about her name and where she lives. When she picks the lotus, she expresses the beauty God has given her. Thank you."

The prince smiled, seeing his smile for the first time this month.

"When she pinned the lotus to her ear, she was telling you: I am Karnataka (the pronunciation of Karnataka and ear are the same in Sanskrit); when she put the lotus between her teeth and tore it, it was Let me tell you: my father is King Dantavat (Dantawat in Sanskrit is pronounced the same as tooth); is your father's number one enemy."

The prince suddenly trembled all over.

"When she tramples the lotus under her feet, she is telling you: My name is Parmavadi (Pamavadi is pronounced the same as foot in Sanskrit)."

Hearing this, the prince cried out.

"She put the lotus on her chest to tell you: you are breaking into my heart."

Hearing this, the prince was very excited, and admired his friend's ingenuity, and felt that he could see a new life ahead.So his friend found an excuse for the prince and got the permission of the king and queen.He said that the prince should change his place for reasons of health; and having obtained his consent, the two of them packed up their packs, and with a great deal of jewels, mounted their horses, and galloped along the road in which the princess had left.

(End of this chapter)