Chapter 94: galloping the world together, exotic vertical and horizontal ending
The spring is bright, Zhao Jin governs state affairs in an orderly manner, the four governors guarding the four directions, and the country has ushered in a relatively stable situation. Last year, there were a series of wars. This year, we are going to rest and recuperate, do a good job in production, and continue to make progress this year.
Finally, I can relax. Zhao Jin led the concubines in the whole palace to pour out for an outing. Zhijinwu Xuyu prepared vehicles and guards. The inner palace became an empty city. More than 300 beautiful women, including Liu Huiniang, Li Yuxiang, Chaomila, Weiyi, Zhuolin Yabinna and Luolei Jiawa, sat in 100 cars, as well as more than 100 people, including Li Yuzhen, Ai Qianli, Princena and other horses, and opened the palace gate.
People are competing to witness it and envy it. This is the king's show!
A circle of willow trees were planted around the spring pond in the Shuangshuyuan where they once stopped. This was planted by Zhao Jin when he revisited with Hui Niang and six women, and now he has grown strong.
Zhao Jin pointed to the willow tree and sighed, "I used to think that the willows were so delicate that they should only grow in the south of the Yangtze River. Later, I learned that this is not the case, even cold places have survival! Isn't this also a symbol of spirit? It seems to be endless, but it is endless! Isn't this what Chinese civilization is like?
Hui Niang nodded and said, "What the king said is very true. Yangliu not only symbolizes the endless spirit, but also the memory of parting. In Chinese poetry, there are countless poems reciting willows.
Ai Qian Like shouted, "It's not just Chinese poetry! We Hu people also love to euther willows!"
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "China is inclusive, and the Hu people are also part of Chinese civilization. In the early days, China was a country where many ethnic groups coexisted equally. At that time, all countries in the world were still barbaric and ignorant. From the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, the Hu people enjoyed the same right to life and various civil rights as the Han people, but in the Yuan Dynasty, they became regressive. So I want to return to the Central Plains, overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, and build an unprecedented enlightened and prosperous country. This is my ideal!"
"Ideal! Ideal! We won't listen!" Zhuolin Yabinna, a carefree little girl, shouted, "We don't care about ideals. Let's read Yang Liushi!"
"Good!" Zhao Jin was interested and nodded in favor: "Let's read Yang Liushi. One song per person. Hui Niang, your surname is Liu. You should come first.
Before Hui Niang answered, Zhuo Linya Binna shouted again, "Is there any sister surnamed Yang here? Yang Liu's surname is Yang! I heard the stories of the palace sisters, saying that there was a very arrogant emperor named Yang Guang. He gave his surname to Willow, and from then on, the Willow was called Willow!"
"That's all nonsense!" Ai Qianlike nodded Zhuolin Yabinna's head: "You yellow-haired girl, you are more stupid than me, so you believe in this nonsense story."
Zhuo Linya Binna was not convinced, hugged Ai Qianli, pushed back against her stomach, and shouted, "Why are you talking nonsense? Tell me!"
"It's just nonsense, it's nonsense!" Ai Qianlike is unreasonable, but she looks like a child and twists together.
The princess fights with each other. What is this? Han Yunning, Shangguan Mengyue, Qian Chan'e and Jiang Fengdi quickly went up, and the two of them set up and pulled away.
Zhao Jin laughed and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble. The saying that Yang Guang, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, gave Liu Shu's surname Yang Zhi is indeed nonsense. Long before the Sui Dynasty, there were many willows in ancient poems. Where was it called willows at the beginning of the Sui Dynasty? My little baby, you still have to study hard! Learn from learned people.
"That's right!" Ai Qianlike patted her chest and said, "For example, I am very knowledgeable! That incompetent yellow-haired girl, you have to learn from me obediently. Sister, I am very merciful and read a Northern and Southern Dynasties' "Folding Willow Song" for you! Northern and Southern Dynasties, but before the Sui Dynasty!"
So Ai Qian Like pretended that although she was very naughty but also very knowledgeable, she said:
The athletes must be fast horses,
under the yellow dust,
Then don't be male and female.
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If you get on horse and don't catch a whip,
The willow branches are folded.
I sit and play the flute,
I'm worried about killing the guests.
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Look at the Mengjin River from afar,
I'm a captoral family,
I don't understand Han's children's songs.
After Ai Qianlike finished chanting, the king and the concubines cheered in unison. Zhuo Linya Binna had to accept it, so she had to not quarrel.
Hui Niang took the lead for Ai Qian Like, but she didn't have any temper. She smiled and said, "Well, according to the king's will, my concubine came to sing a song "Folded Willow" written by Lu Zhaolin of Tang Dynasty--
Yang Liu is relying on the dawn of the building.
Ye Ning's sad face, phoenix flowers dancing clothes.
The sound and letters in the army are sparse.
After chanting, Hui Niang said, "Although this song "Folded Willow" is not famous, I often think of it. Just because of its sentence 'the sound and letters in the army', it is in the mood of the minister and concubine.
Zhao Jin hurriedly said, "Ah! It's my fault. When I was out on an expedition, I didn't remember to bring a letter home.
Hui Niang also said in a hurry: "No. The concubine just said what she thought, not to complain about the king, nor did she want the king to bring more messages in the future. The king has a lot of things in his heart. Don't worry about your concubine. What's more, how many messengers and horses do you work in a letter? The king should cherish manpower and should not often bring letters home.
Zhao Yu said happily, "Good sister, it's rare for you to be so considerate and have a deep understanding of righteousness."
The king called her sister in front of everyone, and Hui Niang suddenly blushed. Zhao Jin was secretly happy and proud to see that such a big woman as Hui's mother would blush.
Then everyone was silent for a while. Several people looked at Yuzhen, thinking that it was her turn, and no one else dared to take the lead. But Yuzhen just smiled and didn't say a word. Yuxiang endured for a long time. Seeing that her sister didn't say anything, she really wanted to say it, so she would take the lead.
So Yuxiang stood up and said, "I want to say... when I was born, my mother was gone."
Everyone was stunned, and even Zhao Yu didn't know what to say. They were stunned to see what Yuxiang was going to say.
Yuxiang smiled and went on: "Although I have never seen my mother, I heard from my elders that my mother is a very general and cheerful person. She is the daughter of Gao Xiangguo and has a deep knowledge. She has been gently encouraging her father in the most difficult times. Therefore, I think I want to be such a person. Although I can't jump on the battlefield like my sister and peacock to help the king calm the world, at least I am not decadent, not melancholy, and do what I can do. What I want to recite here is Tang Li Shangyin's "Folding Willow". His intention is to teach people to lighten their thoughts, take care of them, and look forward to tomorrow and wait optimisticly.
For the time being, I will send you nothing with a bottle of wine.
Don't lose your eyebrows and thin waist.
There is only one difference in the world before death,
The spring breeze strives to cherish the long strip?
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There is smoke and fog,
Thousands of pieces of falling.
In order to report the rest of pedestrians,
The fragrance of jade. Everyone praised it. Zhao Jin nodded and said, "That's good! Even if you leave, don't be sad. Li Shangyin is a great talent. On the one hand, he is affectionate and meaningful, but on the other hand, he is also free and easy.
Han Yunning said, "What the king said is very true. In this poem, 'half stay and half welcome home', which is actually unique. Yang Liu brushed gently, half of which was to see each other off, but half was also to welcome each other. If there is no pain of parting, how can we reunite?
Everyone says so.
Shangguan Mengyue thought for a moment and said to Zhao Yu, "Your Majesty, although I am not as noble as the concubines, can I also sing a song?"
Zhao Yu said hurriedly, "Of course. We don't care much about whether it's noble or not. You are my confidant. Why are you so polite?
Shangguan Mengyue smiled and did not answer, but only chanted--
The plump is full of green water and shakes the year of east wind.
The flowers are bright and the snowy, and the leaves are warm and the golden window smokes.
The beauty has been thinking about it for a long time and is sad about it.
Climbing strips and folding spring colors, far away in front of the dragon court.
"Ah!" Zhao Jin praised, "This is Li Bai's "Folded Willow"! It is worthy of everyone's demeanor. The artistic conception is broad, and the words are extremely ingenious. The words 'Yan', 'Ming' and 'Warm' are very unique and are not the handwriting of ordinary literati.
Shangguan Mengyue nodded and retreated. Zhao Jin was a little confused and thought that her personality was not very exposed, and there must be a reason for chanting this poem.
At this time, the maids on the periphery listened to the king and concubines recite poems, and Shangguan Shuyi also came to recite a song, and couldn't help but be a little ready to move. A maid of honor came forward generously: "Your Majesty, ladies are elegant! The maidservant is bold and wants to sing a song. I don't know if it's possible.
Zhao smiled and said, "Yes."
The maid of honor recited the mysterious poem "Folded Willow" of the mermaid in the Tang Dynasty--
Send farewell to the weeping flowers in the morning,
The spring breeze and willow smoke are broken.
I wish there were no trees in the West Mountain,
I don't want to teach people to cry.
Zhao Jin nodded and thought, "Although this poem is good, it is not as good as the masterpieces of great poets such as Li Bai and Li Shangyin." I think so, but it's not good to dampen the enthusiasm of the maids. She smiled and praised: "Very good, very good! Good poetry, good people, it's rare for you to come to cheer us up. I don't appreciate it - give it a hug!"
A burst of laughter suddenly flew. Even though the maid was bold, she panicked and hurriedly fled. Zhao Jin was about to chase her, but she escaped into a group of companions. Her clothes were the same and she couldn't recognize her.
Jiang Fengdi said anxly, "Your Majesty, you are not decent! Who dares to come up like this?
Sure enough, no maid of honor dares to come out. Zhao Jin felt that he had made a mistake. It seems that I am still not mature enough. That's all.
In order to help the king ease the atmosphere, Qian Chan'e stood up and said, "Let me recite a song "Folding Willow" by Zhang Jiuling, the famous minister of the Tang Dynasty."
How expensive is a branch? Pity is the spring of the old garden.
The scenery can last for a long time, but it's not as new.
I'm even more worried about garriving the guests, and the guests are old and dusty.
Zhao Yu clapped his hands and praised, "Okay! It is worthy of being the handwriting of a great politician. How expensive is a branch? Pity is the spring of the old garden, which is the best summary of the feeling of folding willows. In fact, it's not for Yang Liu, but for my hometown and old friends!" After praise, he looked around the concubines: "Next..."
"Next me!" Weiyi stood up and said, "Just now, Concubine Li said that Yafei was more bearded than the Hu people. Isn't I the same? China is far away from me, and we northerners have never heard of it for generations! However! I'll also sing a song to let you know that it's more powerful than the Hu people!"
Zolin Yabinna hurriedly shouted, "Quiet! Silence! Look at Sister Weiyi's strength! And I'm also awesome!"
Everyone smiled and calmed down to listen to what these two people were talking about.
Vius Yiyin is extremely simple, which is the "Folding Yang Liu Xing" by Xie Lingyun, the great poet of the Jin Dynasty.
The coquettish wind comes out of the cave wind and squanders to see the sun and snow.
It has not been shaken for a long time, and it will be clean for a long time.
I didn't realize the spring ice, and I have returned to the Autumn Festival.
It's not easy to tie the mulberry, and it's hard to pull it out.
➶ ➶ ➶ ➶➶ Sang Mao Die Sheng Yun, and silently sent to Qianzhe.
After chanting, everyone was stunned! This ancient poem is so profound that even Han people rarely know it. Viuyi, who is more Hu than the Hu people, actually knows it!
Zolin Yabinna was stunned, but it did not prevent her from chanting the song she knew. This is a very simple masterpiece, "Liangzhou Ci" by the king of Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds,
It's a lonely city with thousands of mountains.
There is no need to complain about Yangliu,
The spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass.
Although it is simple, the artistic conception is not bad at all. This is a well-known masterpiece and one of the most famous poems about willows in the past dynasties.
Zhao Yu was stunned for a long time and praised: "It's rare! Two babies who are more Hu than Hu people, you really can't be underestimated..."
"And me." He interrupted with a smile. With her temperament, she is hot in private and shy in front of everyone, so she has not spoken until now.
"Aha!" Zhao Jin smiled and said, "That's right, and you. You are as smart as they are. So, what are you going to sing?
"I'm not as smart as them. It's better to chant shallowly. Chao Muyila gently chanted a "Weicheng Song" by Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty.
The rain and light dust in Weicheng,
The guest house is green and willows are new.
I advise you to have a glass of wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
"Strong!" Zhao Jin raised his thumb and praised: "How strong! The strongest is Chinese culture. There are so many masterpieces just by reciting willow's poems. The second strongest is you. I can't accept it." Speaking of this, I couldn't help but think, "My concubines are all beautiful and smart. If they have children, they should not be bad! But I, I, I, I... Why am I so violent! Oh, forget it, the road to the bridge is naturally straight. I don't believe that I can't give birth! In the future, we must give birth to more than 27 to break Zhu Yuanzhang's record of birth of the founding emperors! My daughter doesn't count!"
The concubines did not know that Zhao Jin was making a secret decision, but they saw that he looked strange and waited patiently.
Zhao Jin came to his senses, clicked a few people, and found that there was only one missing Yuzhen. He said strangely, "Aijiao, why don't you chant? You are the only one left. You make an end, and we will all go back."
Yuzhen was not in a hurry and recited a poem. Which song is this? It turns out that "Folding Willows" written by Cao Pi, Emperor Wen of Wei, is more ancient than any of the above songs, and the artistic conception is broader!
How high is the West Mountain?
There are two immortals on it, and they don't drink or eat.
A pill with me, shining in five colors.
Take the medicine for four or five days, and the body has wings.
Take advantage of the floating clouds, and suddenly travel trillions.
Looking around the world, there is a vast expanse of knowledge.
Peng Zu is called 700, and it is easy and safe.
The old man is suitable for Xirong, but he doesn't return it now.
Wang Qiao faked his words, and the red pine drooped empty words.
People know the truth and falsehood, and fools are easy to spread.
Looking back on the past and tens of millions of things.
There are hundreds of strange ways, and I can see the holy way.
Zhao Jin and the concubines were stunned, carefully recalling the poetry, and only felt that it was infinite. Li Yuzhen smiled slightly. It turned out that she deliberately had to wait for the end before taking this finale.
This poem is full of romantic reverie, which makes people suddenly enlightened! Cao Pi is worthy of being a great literary tycoon who inherited the articles of the two Han Dynasty and the poetry of the Six Dynasties. In the poet's mind, there is awe-inspiring kingly!
This trip is fun, and this trip is easy. At this point, we have made small achievements.
Before the rest of their time, Zhao Jin and his concubines boarded the horse, boarded the car, and continued to visit the next place.
The road is long, and there is no end to the eyes quietly under your feet. The past has come to an end. The future of Dingding Central Plains is a long way to come.
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(Composer: Wen Yan Lyrics: Wen Yan Performance: Face Legion)
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The broken memory of the endless vision of the most magnificent and turbulent era
Only for the dream of returning to the Central Plains, I went through the bloody battle of my life
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The straight gun and strong horse reflect the fearless heart of the general
How can I remember how many fires have burst into a single horse?
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The banner on Anhan Road is thousands of miles away. The wild sand outside the autumn wind is rustling.
Once upon a time, we had a life and died together. We returned to the endless tragedy of the river.
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The heroic tears spilled in the sunset
The turbulent ambition in the ruins of the Qianqiu great cause cast in the Qingfeng)
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Where are the soldiers now when they started their own business?
The father leaned on the weeping blood of his wife and children. He went back on the strange road of hundreds of battles
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The scars left by the arrows and the sharp blade record a few past events of the man
The galloping in the vast field of the earth often waves to drive hundreds of light riders
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The towering moon under the glazed eaves of the silk road. The ugly enemy was smashed.
Can the Chinese nation return in a different way?
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(Ren later generations to comment on the brilliance and bleakness, Ren Danqing to record good and evil loyalty
I walked a long bloody road at dusk, and then looked back at the spotted footprints left by the sky.