Chapter 23 Worry about the ancients

Sympathy is sometimes inconvenient to give easily, and the recipient always feels that once he receives sympathy, his status will be judged immediately, so a gift or a word of comfort must be cautious.But for the ancients, there is no such limit. After reading the scroll, you can cry bitterly without caring about their self-esteem, and the most noble sentiments of human beings can be maintained. The literati through the ages have suffered a lot, but I only feel pity for Cai Yong. The book says that he is "less erudite, good at rhetoric... he is good at rhythm, good at playing the piano, calligraphy, and playing antiques in leisure time. He is not responsible... "Later, it was mentioned that when he was imprisoned, "beggars cut off the head of the whale and continued into the history of the Han Dynasty. It is not allowed. The scholar-bureaucrats saved it, but they couldn't get it, so they died in prison."

As a learned, lonely, and "unresponsible" artist, he already has such a strong tragedy in himself, and when he is imprisoned in a chaotic political situation, even Sima Yuan is no longer lucky!Even he voluntarily assassinated his face and cut his feet, and only wanted to complete a history of Han, but he was rejected. In his imagination, his grief and indignation could shake the stars all over the sky.What is lamentable is not the six-foot body who died unjustly in prison, but the literary talent that is never saturated with the radiance of the world! What is especially hateful is the slander behind him. For some reason, he has become the heartbroken man who abused Zhao Wuniang in folk dramas. Lu Fangweng once said with emotion in his poem:

In Zhaojiazhuang, an ancient road in the setting sun, the blind old man with drums is playing the field, who can control the right and wrong behind him, and the whole city is vying to sing Cai Zhonglang. Let his name be insulted by blind charlatans on every street, Cai Yong knew it when he was dead, how could he be without hatred!And every person who rummages through history, every time he reads this unfortunate name, how can he not be lamented by the inconsistency of right and wrong. Li Si, the name associated with the Qin Empire, seems to be tainted with the glory and early death of the empire.

When he was in his prime, he was such a man who looked down on the world. He said: "There is nothing more to blame than being humble, but nothing is more sad than being poor. I have been in a lowly position for a long time, and I am in a difficult place. In doing nothing, this is not the feeling of a scholar!" How much he loved that little bit of intoxicating wealth. But in the tortuous official career, he finally paid himself and his son as the price. When he was about to be executed, he sadly said to his son Li You: "I want to lead the yellow dog with Ruofu, and we will both go out to Cai Dongmen to drive away the cunning." Rabbit, how can I get it?"

When happiness is fully realized, it is always too late to be reviewed! At that time, he thought of the spring of Shangcai when he was a teenager, the transparent and fragile spring! Different from the spring of the imperial capital!He will think of his teacher Gou Qing, the gentle prophet, the prophet who was furious because of his love for Qin. He learned the "art of the emperor" from him, but he still couldn't understand his "the prohibition of things is too strong". "philosophy. Leading the dog, taking the son, and chasing hares together, the happiness touched by every farmer is the dream of Qin Prime Minister Li Si's sleep when he is about to be executed.

In 208 B.C., there was a father and son who were beheaded in the middle of Xianyang City, and they were superior to the Prime Minister of Qin Dynasty, leaving so many sparse and strong inscriptions inscribed on stone, but such a tragic ending was unavoidable! It is easy to watch tragedies in the theater, and we can comfort ourselves that "it is false", but when reading history, we do not know how to comfort ourselves.Readers of history are like the managers of the slaughter industry. Although they do not kill themselves, they always focus on bloodshed. We only know that Mrs. Huarui's surname is Xu, but we don't know her name at all. It seems that such a beautiful woman is destined to belong only to those who appreciate her, not to herself.

An ancient book describes her like this: "Worshiping the noble concubine, she is also called Mrs. Huarui. The meaning of the flower is not enough to imitate her color. She is soft like the flower stamen. She is also promoted to Huifei, just like her nature." A girl with the same stamen, what a classic and luxurious girl, a girl who is raised because of her beauty! Later, when Hou Shu died, she wrote the famous poem about the subjugation of the country. The flag was raised and lowered on the king's city, and the concubine learned in the deep palace that 140,000 people were all disarmed, and none of them was a man.

There is no man, so what?Meng Chang is not a man, and the 140,000 armored men are not men, and the hatred of subjugation is only given to the tearful eyes of a beautiful woman. Give it to the heart that is softer than the stamen. When the country died and went to the Song Dynasty, it is said that she once left half a song of picking mulberries on the wall of Xuemeng's post. The pen that wrote hundreds of palace poems ended up inscribing half a small poem on the hasty post: When I first leave Shu Road, my heart will be broken, and my hatred will last forever. The spring is like a year, and I will hear the cuckoo all the time...

Half tie!When the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty broke through the city, half a poem was left on the bottom of his trembling wrist.The half tie is the most painful thing in the world.Half a tie is a regret that can never be mended!Immediately hear the cuckoo, how sad is it?The half of the paragraph that cannot be written is more mournful than the written one. The mountains and rivers of Shu are still green, and the lonely post wall stands silently in the spring breeze, witnessing the mournful cry of a cuckoo bird when a woman walks along the Shu Road. "He Manzi" in the lyrics is said to be the song that the Cangzhou singer wanted to redeem himself when he was sentenced.

There was a dramatic record about this piece in Yuefu Miscellaneous Records: Li Lingyao, the governor, set up wine and sang "He Manzi" with his surname Luo, all of whom praised it as wonderful. "Is it the Erzi Hu in the palace?" The prostitute looked at him familiarly and said, "Don't ask me whether the pear orchard Luo worships evil?" Is it all comedies to hear old music from the locals and meet old acquaintances in other places?The white-headed palace maid sat and said that Tianbao is certainly sad, but the pear garden is lost and reduced to the end of the world, why not sigh?

After being great, how unbearable it is to be small, how uncomfortable it is to be dim after being brilliant, and how unbearable it is to be left out after being appreciated, not to mention the sad He Manzi, Bai Juyi said "a song Four words and eight songs, from the beginning is the sound of heartbroken "He Manzi! After a thousand years, who will remember the sorrow of Hu Erzi and Luo Gongfeng?People are only used to mourning Tang Minghuang and Concubine Yang, who will sympathize with those little people who accompany them?But similar sorrows are performed in every era. Tianbao is always too short, the aftermath of Yuyang's frowning drums shatters old dreams, and the night rain on Maweipo breaks happiness. People bow their heads.Xuanzong entrusted himself to the alchemist wandering immortals, but Hu Erzi and Luo Gongfeng could only entrust themselves to the fate of wandering longer than eternity. Reading other people's ups and downs under the lamp, I don't know whether to mourn for the Cangzhou singer who wrote the song, or for Hu Erzi and Luo Gongsong who sang the song-or for myself who is on the island of Xidu.