Chapter 12 Section Eleven

Li Zhen's father and son raised troops to implicate many royal families surnamed Li and were wiped out. The aftermath of Li Jingye's rebellion in the first year of Guangzhai was left in the court. The list of accomplices in the rebellion includes the prime ministers Zhang Guangfu, Zhang Siming, Qiuguan Shangshu Zhang Chujin, Shanzhou governor Guo Zhengyi, Fengge servant Yuan Wanqing, and even the name of Wei Yuanzhong, the hero of Luoyang who exterminated Li Jingye.What is puzzling is what happened to Qiuguan Shangshu Zhang Chujin and Luoyang Commander Wei Yuanzhong.As the head of the Criminal Ministry, Zhang Chujin was thrown into the well by death row prisoner Li Jingzhen. The absurdity caused an uproar in public opinion. People are all sure that Zhou Xing, the servant of the autumn official, used the hands of the death row prisoner to remove his blocking stone in the Xing Department. The death row prisoner biting people is often random and unreasonable Yes, killing people with a borrowed knife is the skill of Zhou Xing, the servant of Qiuguan, to climb up. As for Luoyang Ling Wei Yuanzhong being framed, it is the most vicious revenge of the death row prisoner on his enemy Wei Yuanzhong. Crazy death row prisoners often like to take their natural enemies and enemies together. Hell, especially in such a horrible era where no one can comment on right and wrong, one can easily send a person to the execution ground with just one word.The hall of the Ministry of Punishment controlled by Zhou Xing has become the Palace of the King of Hades. Does the Empress Wu of Luoyang Palace know the truth?This is an ambiguous question.Some courtiers boldly admonished Empress Wu about the dangers of tyranny and cruel punishments, but Empress Wu was noncommittal about the memorial. Shangguan Wan'er remembered Empress Wu saying something meaningful: Tyranny always kills people, and murder is not necessarily tyranny.However, Empress Wu issued an amnesty decree on the day Zhang Chujin, Guo Zhengyi, Yuan Wanqing, and Wei Yuanzhong were about to be executed. When Fenggesheren Wang Yinke rushed to the execution ground according to the order, the crowd cheered and cheered, and the four prisoners died in ecstasy. Long live the empress dowager, people remember that it was the empress dowager who saved Wei Yuanzhong and other four courtiers from death.It was drizzling in Luoyang that day, and when Wang Yinke came to the execution ground, the gloomy sky suddenly cleared up, and a rainbow miraculously crossed the sky. Loyal and superstitious people in Luoyang said that it was the incarnation of the Empress Dowager Wu Zhao. Hongqiao is precisely the road to rebirth bestowed on the four sinners.

In the first year of Zaichu, the Empress Dowager Wu Zhao dreamed many times of the distant Zhou Dynasty and her ancestors of the Zhou royal family. It was a long and beautiful era, and its glorious and civilized history made the old woman wet her clothes with tears. .One morning, Empress Dowager Wu Zhao passionately described the Zhou Dynasty in her dream to Emperor Ruizong and Shangguan Wan'er. She said that she wanted to change the summer calendar into a weekly calendar, so that the days that flowed every day would also flow according to the Zhou calendar.Therefore, November becomes the first month of the year and the first month. After the first month is the twelfth month, and after the twelfth month is January, and there are ten months left in a year.

Empress Dowager Wu Zhao's mind was full of whimsical ideas about changing the world. After changing the calendar, she changed more than a dozen characters, including the words heaven, earth, sun, moon, star, monarch, minister, person, and photo. The new character I like is Zhao. This is her name. Zhao is now rewritten as Li, which undoubtedly turns the mediocre into a magical one. It gives people a holy association of the sun and the moon reflecting in the sky. The character "瞾" was exclusively used by the empress dowager, and later became a forbidden word that many people could not reach.Fengge servant Zong Qinke, who was ordered to draft seventeen new characters, was the cousin of Empress Wu. Careful courtiers found that since the Guangzhai year, the relatives of the Empress Dowager have sprung up from every corner of the court like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Wu Youning took the position of Minister Zuo Pushe, and Wu Youning took over the official position of Nayan, and the vulgar and violent Wu Sansi was also promoted by the Empress Dowager to be Minister of the Ministry of War in charge of military power. General, who was enshrined as the Duke of E, no longer needs to wear cassocks when entering and leaving Luoyang Palace.When the Wumen family flourished, most of the royal family surnamed Li had disappeared into the nether world. In the autumn of this year, the third son Shangjin and the fourth son Sujie of the late Emperor Gaozong finally failed to escape the net. Wang Huai had the intention of rebellion, so the criminals of the Ministry of Punishment divided into two groups to go to Suizhou and Shuzhou to escort Ze Wang Li Shangjin and Xu Wang Li Sujie to Luoyang for trial.The 1,800-mile journey from Shuzhou to Luoyang was a sad journey. Xu Wang Sujie’s heart was like dead water, and the tears on the wooden shackles and horseback had been swallowed by Huang Chen, just like his bitter memories of the old things in the Chang’an harem. In his memory, the image of Wu Zhaoyi from the past is like a page gradually withering and yellowing, but Su Jie clearly remembers the story of the late mother Concubine Xiao Shu and Empress Wu who were enemies and natural enemies. It is a giant piece of iron that grows in Su Jie's heart and will Rust does not disappear.Remembering how I told my wife and children more than once before that it is pure luck that I can live to this day, and I don’t know how long the Empress Dowager can let me live, a fateful smile could not help but appear on Suo Jie’s haggard face.Autumn is chilling on the road, geese flock across the weeds to find a warm shelter in the south, but Xu Wangsujie is going to Luoyang to go to the doomed place of death.On the way, Xu Wangsujie saw a procession carrying the coffin out of the funeral. The sound of drums blowing and the sound of mourning and the crowd in mourning made his eyes glow with envy. Xu Wangsujie asked his son Ying, who was the deceased?Ying said that it was probably a well-to-do wealthy local family.Xu Wangsujie asked again, did the deceased die of illness?Ying said, probably died of illness, how could common people die?Xu Wang Sujie was speechless for a while, and after a long silence, he suddenly said that it would be better to be a commoner, but it would be better if he died of illness at home.The family members turned their backs when they heard the words, and let the tears fall on the prison car and the loess again.

The captives followed the secret order and strangled Xu Wang Sujie to death at Longmen, south of Luoyang.Two days later, Sujie's brother Ze Wang Shangjin got the news in Luoyang's prison. Shangjin said, why did you tell me this news?Do I have to do it myself?Shang Jin's eyes moved to the beam, and he saw a white silk hanging there, Shang Jin said, "It's better to do it yourself, lest your insect hands stain my body."The prison guards watched Shangjin through the wooden fence, and Shangjin shouted while pulling the white silk on the beam, why are you still guarding here to watch?Hurry up and congratulate the empress dowager, tell her to kill everyone who should be killed, and now she can change the surname of Tang Dynasty to Wu.Some people say that Xu Wang Sujie and Ze Wang Shangjin are lucky. As the descendants of the royal family whom Empress Dowager Wu Zhao despises deeply, they lived a few years longer than others after all.One day, Empress Dowager Wu Zhao heard the sages of the Zhou Dynasty ringing a hundred bells and drums in her ears. Her cheeks were flushed like a girl's, and her eyes were as clear and beautiful as a fairy's. She told Shangguan Wan'er that she heard a magical sound of heaven, and she said, pull back the curtains of the purple curtains, and I want to see the saints clearly. Where will you lead me.

The beaded curtains of the purple tent that had been hanging for many years were pulled apart by the palace people, so the Empress Dowager Wu Zhao saw the sunset glow outside the Zichen Palace, and she saw a brilliant world embracing her sixty-year dream. Ruizong I stepped on the shoulders of Qi Ge Zhe to ascend to the throne of emperor, but that is not the great cause I want to achieve.Among my many brothers of imperial descent, perhaps I am the only one who does not want to be emperor.Some people say that because of this, my mother helped me to the Great Tang Palace, which many people coveted.When I ascended the throne, Li Jingye started a rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River. The rivers and lakes were full of flames and flames, and the people were in dire straits. I seemed to be crowned emperor in a dreamlike state. Some hard and irresistible forces pulled me from the quiet The launch of the East Palace Academy, pushed a huge and terrible political stage.Here my heart beats faster, my ears are ringing and my eyes are dizzy, and I can smell the remnants of my ancestors and grandfathers from all corners, the remnants of my brothers are the bloodstains and tears related to plots, fights and killings.I am afraid.I'm really scared.I told myself that the crown and dragon robes are all fake, everything is fake, I have no strength and no need to bear the heavy responsibility of the king of a country, no one wants me to bear the heavy responsibility of the king of a country, but I am still afraid, The unspeakable fear just can't be dispelled, like moss growing thick and black year after year on the edge of a damp pool.As the youngest son of the benevolent Emperor Gaozong and the extraordinary Empress Wu, I have inherited more of my father's blood and thoughts, and I only wish to live a peaceful life behind the purple tent in the palace.Fear and indifference are my nature, I am afraid, I am really afraid, so when the Li Jingye rebellion was settled and my mother issued an edict to return the power of the court to me, some veteran court officials rejoiced, but I shouted loudly in the Zichen Palace stand up:

No, I don't want to.My mother smiled brightly at that time, her beautiful and sharp eyes looked directly at me and said, why not?Now that the rebellion has subsided and the country is back on track, it is time to return the government to the emperor. I said, no, no matter when, only when the mother is in charge of the government can the people of the country live and work in peace and contentment.I saw Wu Sansi, Su Liangsi, Wei Fangzhi and other officials nodding their heads in agreement with my refusal, while my mother's vigorous fingers were twirling her red sandalwood ball quickly, and her hesitation was only a few seconds , and finally she said, since the emperor decided to resign, then I will endure my old bones again.

People know that is the truth of Empress Wu. Even the common people say that the current emperor is a shadow emperor who only knows how to eat, drink and play, and doesn't care about world affairs.That was true, the reality of the court during the Wenming Year and the Chuigong Year.The question is why should I take care of those troublesome state affairs?My mother likes to take care of it, and she has a habit of governing, so let her take care of it.Seventh Brother Zhe and I have been brothers since childhood. Before he was exiled with his family in Junzhou, my mother allowed me to meet him to say goodbye. Of course, it was through the window of the prison cell.Seventh Brother had been emperor for five months, and from Long Live Lord to King of Luling overnight, his withered face and dazed and dull expression can be seen everywhere in this cruel blow.I saw him pacing back and forth in the cell with his mouth on the corner of his sleeve, like a wounded and lost beast.Seventh brother rushed to the window rail to grab my hand, but was blocked by the prison guard. Seventh brother looked at me with a desperate look for help, Xu Lun, help me, he called my childhood Name, the voice is hoarse and excited, don't let me go to that ghost place in Junzhou, please be kind enough to keep me in Luoyang, or go to Chang'an, don't throw me to Junzhou.I looked at the convulsive hand grasping the window rail, and was speechless for a while, just shaking my head subconsciously.Don't refuse me, you can help me, Seventh brother almost shouted my name, Xu Lun, Xu Lun, you are the emperor, you can keep me in the capital with a pardon.For the sake of brotherhood for many years, please help me.

I felt something stuck in my throat, and I had some difficulty uttering some broken words.No Mother, I don’t have queen mother Seventh brother of course understands what I mean. I saw the excitement on his face gradually fade away, and then he suddenly fell to the ground as if hit by a sharp object. He dragged his head and began to cry softly. I heard him crying and complaining about his grievance and resentment.Why are you so cruel?I'm just talking casually. I said that I had no intention of giving the throne to my father-in-law. It's just talking. Why should I be punished like this?Seventh brother Li Zhe bit his sleeve in pain, he said, Xu Lun, help me to evaluate this truth, should one sentence of anger deserve such a felony?

I said I don't know, but actually I know that Brother Seven's tragedy is not rooted in that story, but in his disobedience to his mother, or in his wrong feeling of ruling the world. He thought he was the emperor. He forgot that his throne is also paper-like, and he forgot that there is a queen mother who is more powerful than the emperor behind him.I comprehended Seventh Brother’s tragedy from a sympathetic perspective, but I couldn’t tell this to Seventh Brother who was overly sad. I was afraid of the prison guards standing next to me. They undoubtedly accepted some of my mother’s missions.Mother, mother, she doesn't like me, she hates me, I don't know why?Seventh Brother’s crying finally turned into a kind of helpless muttering to himself. He raised his head and looked at me with teary eyes. Can I still see you.You are a kind and generous person, if you can sit on the throne for twenty years, it should be my blessing.I knew the implication of his words, and my heart felt sore. Seventh brother pinned his future on me. This is his misfortune and mine. Only I know that I can't help him. people, even myself.What can I say to the sad Seventh Brother?I said, there are high mountains and long rivers along the way, so take care of yourself.On the day of farewell, the autumn wind picked up, and countless withered and yellow leaves flew from the air to the low roof of the Lenggong Courtyard, rustling, and the swing frame that had been idle for many years in the garden also hit the palace wall and tree trunks. , I suddenly realized that many brothers in Luoyang Palace also fell away like those leaves, and now I am left alone, I am left alone in the vast deep palace, the rest will be deeper loneliness and deeper pain fear.I gave Seventh Brother a bamboo flute that I had treasured for many years as a parting gift. I said, on the journey, under the cold lamp, I used the sound of the flute to relieve my boredom.I saw him accept the bamboo flute and put it on the bed. I don’t know if brother Qi will cherish that bamboo flute as much as I do, but no matter what, I have done what I want to do, let my bamboo flute accompany Qi Brother embarked on the road of relegation.What else can I do?

That bamboo flute was a gift from the poet Wang Bo many years ago. When I took it out of the box and gave it to the King of Luling, the best part of my court life will also become an empty memory.I don't want to hide my unforgettable friendship with Wang Bo. People are always guessing about the relationship between the two inseparable men and what kind of weird things they will do behind the bed curtain, but I can swear to my ancestors that when I When Wang Bo and Wang Bo used to fall asleep, we just chatted and recited poems, or listened to the wind and rain, and did nothing else. We would not do weird backyard affairs, because I am not a six-year-old who is well versed in this way. Brother Li Xian, and Wang Bo is not that lowly slave Zhao Daosheng.Wang Bo was famous for his poems when he was young. I like the strange and distant realm and natural uninhibited words and sentences in his poems. The first time I read Wang Bo's poems, I was full of admiration.The scholars at the Eastern Palace at that time said to me, since Xiang Wang loved Wang Bo so much, why not let him enter the palace to study with Xiang Wang?I said, this person must be high-spirited, I'm afraid I can't invite him.Scholars in the East Palace said, how dare little Wang Bo disobey the emperor's order?What's more, Wang Bo's father and brother are both officials in the court, so such a good thing should be their wish.It was Wang Bo's elder brother, the official servant Wang, who led him to the palace. When I saw Wang Bo for the first time, I was amazed by a miracle of the unity of poets. .The king said, my brother is arrogant and unruly, and he often speaks pretentiously. Now he serves the king of Xiang to read and write poems. If he offends, the king of Xiang will punish him severely.

I heard Wang Bo laugh loudly beside me. Since I was reading and singing along with me, there was no contest of merit, so how could I offend Mr. Xiang Wang? The king reprimanded Wang Bodao for being a majestic prime minister in the palace, and it's not your turn to show off.I look at the Wang brothers, one is old-fashioned and sophisticated, the other is relaxed and smart. Of course, my favorite is the poet Wang Bo.When Wang Bo lived in the palace, cockfighting games were popular among princes and nobles. Like me, Wang Bo was also very obsessed with this kind of game. The only difference is that my obsession stemmed from the loneliness and boredom in the deep palace, but Wang Bo just liked cockfighting. The result of victory or defeat, he told me that watching a cockfight has a similar feeling to watching a human fight, the same ending in defeat by drinking blood, the same tragic and spectacular.At that time, I raised eight roosters, some of which were carefully selected by Wang Bo from outside the palace. Wang Bo once conferred Qilu or Wujue on each of the eight roosters. The rooster with the first head, I also gradually love Wuji and Wudi to regard it as the first pet bird. Seventh brother Zhou Yuzhe owned as many as thirty roosters, and his mansion was reprimanded as a chicken mansion by the queen mother. Seventh brother became the cockfighting king in the palace without reproach, but all his roosters were finally killed by my mother. The tiger head fight was defeated. This should be attributed to Wang Bo, who feeds the tiger head himself. He has a secret feed. He mixes millet in strong wine every morning and feeds it to the chickens. Please imagine how crazy a drinking chicken is in the fight Good at fighting, this is of course what Wang Bo told me later.I remember the sullen and ashamed attitude of Seventh Brother who threw his last pet chicken to death. Seventh Brother is a person who cares about the outcome. He hates Wang Bo to death. Looking at the rotten chicken with all its internal organs on the ground from the back, he suddenly laughed wildly. He hugged the tiger's head to his chest and laughed unscrupulously. His unrestrained and innocent happiness infected everyone present.It was that morning, on the grassland of the East Palace, where chicken feathers were strewn all over, Wang Bo’s cockfight was still going on, and he said to me, Xiang Wang, I have something to say, and I can’t spit it out.I said, it must be a masterpiece of American literature, so let people prepare paper and ink. That is Wang Bo's "Written Essay on the King's Rooster of Zhou Dynasty" written in the palace, which is called "Ode to Fighting Chicken" by later generations.I especially cherish those wonderful lines in which chickens are used to describe the world: The two heroes can't stand side by side, how dare they feel at ease when they peck each other?Raise your prestige when you are perched, and when you are screaming... In the village or in the store, you will attack when you see dissidents; Different strengths and weaknesses, faith has its own strengths... All strange articles are always spread very quickly. I ordered the palace servants to send "Xiwen" to Seventh Brother's residence. I wanted to make him laugh, but Seventh Brother was still brooding about the failure of the cockfight, and he was gloomy. After reading Wang Bo's article, there was not even a word of praise. Instead, he suspected that Wang Bo was using chickens to stir up trouble and sow the good relationship between our brothers.The little palace man who sent the article quickly ran back crying and covered his face, saying that King Zhou slapped her after reading the article. I didn't know that a wonderful impromptu prose would cause an uproar. My father didn't know how he read Wang Bo's article. What puzzled me was that my father was furious. His understanding of the article was exactly the same as that of Brother Seven. , the father said, why did the palace raise a thug like Wang Bo, fed him with rich clothes and fine food, but he made such crooked writing and evil prose to instigate the wind of the wall, so bold and reckless, who would not kill him?Wang Bo's life and death were at stake, and I was burning with anxiety.I thought of my mother who always cherishes literary talents, so I immediately played my mother to exonerate Wang Bo.The queen mother agreed to my request, and she seemed to love that article very much. What a good article, with sharpness everywhere and sharp words, a person like Wang Bo can be raised but not killed.Later, my mother smiled and said to me, one article can’t cause much trouble, you can let Wang Bo live in the palace with peace of mind, but he needs to restrain his arrogance a little, he should understand that he is just a guest in the palace.It was my mother's strong arm that saved Wang Bo from death.When I later revealed to Wang Bo the details of his life and death, Wang Bo was silent for a long time and said, "Your mother is an extraordinary woman, not just my kindness. Looking at the harem of Danchi in the Tang Dynasty, Only Empress Wu's magnanimity and talent can surpass everything else, and there will be a spectacle of a rooster sitting in the morning in the imperial city.When Wang Bo said these words, his expression was indifferent. I knew that it was his true inner voice. During those candlelit nights spent in the East Palace, amidst the chorus of insects and weeds, our conversations were undisguised and devoted to each other. Bold, that was the first time I heard someone bluntly speak about the future of the Tang Palace and the future of the Queen Mother. It came from Wang Bo, a poet I admire and trust, and the effect and influence it had on me was incomparable to that of the astrological signs and hexagrams. A few days later, Wang Bo asked to resign from the palace. He was going to visit his relatives in the distant Jiaozhi. I know that his father, Wang Fuen, had been the magistrate of Jiaozhi County for several years.After Wang Bo was almost killed under my family, I had no reason to keep him. On the other hand, if Wang Bo was willing to bear the humiliation and stay in my house, then he would not be a poet Wang Bo. Farewell to thousands of miles of farewell, deep kindness, and a hundred years of sorrow, Xihou, day change This is Wang Bo's farewell poem to me. The deep affection in the poem leaps beyond the paper and ink. I can feel its pulse and body temperature, but it is the last fragrance of my heart.I will never forget the farewell at the bridgehead of the Luohe River. In the drizzle, there is thin smoke on both sides of the Luoshui river bank, and the willows are flying. It is a sad parting weather. I hold Wang Bo’s hands and stand at the bridgehead for a long time, but I am speechless. Yes, we have talked too much in the past year, but the only thing left to say is take care of us.The white wooden passenger boat has long been waiting at the pier, and the boatman has already untied the cable. They will take my good friend and confidant to the south, and my heart is empty. The free and fresh breath is also leaving me, and a pure and beautiful feeling of cutting the neck is also leaving me.I pointed to a few broken leaves falling from the willows on the bank, and pointed to a lone goose neighing through the rain and fog, and told Wang Bo that that was my parting mood.Wang Bo said, Xiang Wang, that is my mood too. I never saw the poet Wang Bo again. A few months later, bad news came to the palace, saying that Wang Bo fell into the sea and died while crossing the sea to Jiaozhi. I didn’t believe it. I asked the guard to repeat it, but when the guard repeated the bad news, I suddenly felt dizzy , and then fell unconscious.When I woke up, I saw the imperial doctors busy in front of the bed, and my father and mother were also alarmed. They sat beside me and looked at me with anxious and suspicious eyes.The queen mother wiped my forehead with a leaf of mint, and I heard her say, wake up, just wake up.Father said, the little Wang Bo fell into the sea and died, why is it so sad?I can't answer my father's questioning, silence is my protest.The queen mother said, "Wang Bo's poems are the best in the world. It's a pity to die at a young age, but Xulun, you can't be too addicted to it. You can't be resurrected after death. Although human relationships in the world still exist, enough is enough. Your parents regard you as a jewel in the palm of your hand, but you are a mediocrity." Common people are like mourning concubines, I would like to know if you will be as distraught as you are today when I am a hundred years old.I felt the harsher condemnation from my mother's words, which was her usual style of words.I feel a little ashamed that there is a sharpness in her beautiful keen eyes that strikes you exactly where you are weakest, but I don't know where I am wrong.Maybe there is nothing wrong with me?When people in the palace are looking for sensual entertainment in women or men, I am looking for friendship. I am mourning for my friendship with Wang Bo. Maybe this is not a mistake but my luck.The holding hands at the bridgehead of the Luo River that day turned out to be a farewell. Now I understand that the drizzle on the river did not wet the white wooden passenger boat, nor the two friends who parted at the bridgehead. of eternal memory. "The Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" was written by Wang Bo when he was passing through Nanchang on his way south. The last article became more and more brilliant. I have transcribed it many times in my life. Great work, more people remember my friend poet Wang Bo. The old county of Nanchang, the new mansion of Hongdu, the stars are divided into Yizhen, and the ground is connected with Henglu.Take the three rivers and lead the five lakes, control the wild Jing and lead Ouyue.Wuhuatianbao, Longguang shoots at the bullfighting market; outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch.Xiongzhou Wulie, handsome stars gallop.The Taiwan God rests on the friendship between Yi and Xia, and the host and guest enjoy the beauty of the southeast.Dudu Yan Gong's elegant look, the halberd is coming; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan, full of guests.Tengjiaoqifeng, the poet of Meng Xueshi; Zidian Qingshuang, the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butcher, and the road is famous in the district;Shiwei is in September, and the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple at dusk, like a grub* on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a.Proximity to Changzhou, the son of the emperor, is the old hall of immortals.The mountains are towering and emerald, rising above the sky.The flying pavilion flows pills, and there is no place to come down.He Ting Fu Zhu, the lingering back of the poor island.Gui Dian Lan Palace, the body of the hills and mountains.Wearing an embroidered door and bending over a carved door.The mountains and plains are full of sight, and the rivers and lakes are full of horror.Luyan rushes to the ground, the home of Zhongming Dingshi; Gejian Mijin, the axis of green birds and yellow dragons.The rainbow sells off after the rain, and the rainbow shines through the clouds.The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.The fishing boat sings late, and it rings on the shore of poor Pengli;Chanting from a distance and looking down on the crystal, Yixing Trent flies.Shuang Lai hair and fresh air.The fiber song is condensed and the white cloud is curbed.The green bamboos in Suiyuan are the bottles of Qiling Pengze;Four beauties, two difficulties.Look poorly at Zhongtian, and travel in leisure time with extreme entertainment.The sky is high and the earth is far away, feeling the infinity of the universe; when happiness is exhausted and sorrow comes, there are countless consciousnesses.Hope Chang'an is in the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds.The terrain is extreme and the Southern Ocean is deep, the Tianzhu is high and the North Star is far away.Guanshan is difficult to cross, who is sad for those who lost their way?Meet by chance, full of guests from other places.When Emperor Huai disappeared without seeing him, how long will it be in the Fengxuan room?Sigh!Bad luck and ill-fated fate.Feng Tangyi is old, but Li Guang is hard to seal.Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, and there is no holy master; is there a lack of time to flee Lianghong to Haiqu?It depends on the gentleman's peace and poverty, and the master knows his fate.Old and strong, would you rather move the heart of the white head?Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky.I feel refreshed when I drink the greedy spring, and I feel happy when I am in a dry place.North seafarers are on credit, and they can take it up; Dongyu is gone, and it is not too late for Sangyu.Meng Chang is noble and pure, with a heart of serving the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry like a poor man? Bo, three feet of life, a scholar.There is no way to ask for a job, and wait for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart to join the army, you will have the long wind of Mu Zongxi.Let the hairpin sit in Bailing, and serve the morning and evening in Wanli.Thanks to the precious tree of Xie's family, to meet the neighbors of the Meng family.He is getting closer to the court day by day, to accompany the carp pair; this morning, holding his sleeves, he is happy to entrust the dragon's gate.When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he caresses Lingyun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets, how can he be ashamed to play the flowing water?Woohoo!The resort is rare, and the feast is hard to come by.Lanting is over, Zize Qiuxu.For the parting words, I am fortunate to be grateful to Yu Weijian; to ascend the heights and write a poem is what I hope for all the gentlemen.Dare to be contemptuous and sincere, respectful and sparse.One word is equal to Fu, and the four rhymes are complete.Please sprinkle the Panjiang River, each pouring into the land and the sea. I have often recalled to my many children my association with the literati, and remembering them while avoiding the history of my royal family has been a means of maintaining peace of mind for me.I have six sons and eleven daughters. I never talk to them about my ancestors and the history of the royal family, because those stories are full of thick or light bloody smell. Hiding blood, conspiracy and killing, they are just the classics of many dynasties, how do you hide them?Then you talk to the kids about something else. So I talked with the children about poetry, string music, flowers, Buddhist scriptures or the principles of family relationships, but not about the personal affairs of the Li family.The children were very interested in the grandmother, the empress dowager. They asked me, the grandmother, the empress dowager, had four sons and one daughter, and she loves you the most, right?I said yes, I said that I also admired the Empress Dowager, she is an extraordinary woman who is unparalleled in the world.That's all, young children can't understand the story about my mother, but it's already unsuitable to tell Cheng Qi, Cheng Mei and Long Ji.Worship, awe or fear is not enough to sum up all my feelings for my mother, what else?But I can’t explain clearly. Everyone in the world says that Empress Wu loves her youngest son, Xulun, and Princess Taiping the most. That’s some kind of word-of-mouth of my emperor’s family. It’s true, but I don’t think it’s the whole truth.What's the other part?I have no idea.I remember the scene when I was young and my brothers were picking lotus and playing in the Ningbi Pond of Luoyang Palace. My mother sat on the side of the painting boat with a smile on her face, admiring the childishness of the children with the standard maternal love in her eyes. At that time, she Very young and very beautiful. Many years later, I repeated the dream of picking lotus and playing in the water when I was a child. The strange thing is that the dream has changed beyond recognition. I saw a huge red lotus flower on my mother’s phoenix bun. She came towards us. I dreamed that she pushed my brothers one by one into the Ningbi Pool, and finally it was my turn, and my mother asked me, Xu Lun, are you listening?I said I was obedient, and I listened to my mother's words.In the dream I was crying, but I couldn't make a sound, so I woke up with fright. I woke up from this strange dream several times, and I was always sweating profusely after waking up. I think the combination of memories of past events and nightmares in the middle of the night is close to the whole reality. This is just an assumption.I ascended the throne at the age of twenty-nine and became Emperor Ruizong in name only in history. My mother was already fifty-eight years old at the time, but my mother’s heart was younger and more vigorous than mine. In fact, in this way, it is a logical explanation for me to abdicate the emperor's crown to my mother three times during Zaicu's reign.Shi Yushi Fu Youyi led 900 common people in front of Luoyang Palace to appeal to the Empress Dowager to ascend the throne. Ministers and even monks and priests, the market outside Luoyang Palace was crowded with people of all kinds. Those who could write were waiting to sign their names on a giant scroll. The excited crowd was motivated by the desire to change the dynasty. It was flushed, and the whistling sound of joy was sent straight to the depths of Miyagi.I heard voices outside, and I wasn't surprised, everything was as I expected.My sons Chengqi, Chengmei and Longji rushed to my palace, their faces had expressions of humiliation and anger, and there were tears in their eyes.Have you heard the howling of wolves and dogs outside the palace, Father? I said I heard it, and I was unmoved. You hear what they are clamoring for, they want their grandmother to be on the throne, they want to change the dynasty to Zhou, they want to change their father's surname to Wu, father, did you hear that?I said I heard it, and that is what the people want. The people love and support your grandmother, and that is her glory and blessing. Longji cried out first, Father, don't you understand that it's a conspiracy, it's not popular opinion, it's manipulated by grandmother. I stopped Longji with a stern gaze, they are still children after all, their understanding of reality is specious.It was difficult for me to explain my situation to the children, so I said to my sons, you all go back to me, read and write, that is what you should do, and the father will naturally deal with the father's affairs. The sons left, leaving me and my concubine sitting quietly in the hall, a wisp of smoke from the incense burner was still curling up, the mottled bamboo was swaying outside the window, and the parrot in the porch was repeating under the impact of the faint sound waves in the distance In a word, Your Majesty is in good health, Your Majesty is in good health.I suddenly laughed out loud, and all my concubines looked at my smile blankly.The queen reminded me suspiciously, Your Majesty, you just laughed.I said why don't you let me laugh, everything is over, I feel as light as a swallow now.The heavy crown is about to be removed from my head. It is the crown that many people dream of and desperately fight for. Its splendor and majesty are unparalleled, but for me it is an external burden, or just an illusory ornament. Now I want to give it to my mother respectfully, I think that is not my obedience, it is the irreversible providence of God.I asked the queen mother three times to abdicate, but the first two times the queen mother did not agree, the queen mother talked about it from left to right, and I knew that it was a seesaw round that the abdicate and the recipient had to go through. I remember when my mother was talking about Phoenix and Suzaku, A blush like a cardamom girl appeared on my face, and my eyes glowed like a hot spring, which was also the state of powder that I rarely found on my mother's face before.The first time my mother talked to me about the phoenix, a court official reported that a phoenix suddenly flew from the Ming hall, flew towards the roof of Shangyang Palace, and then lingered for a while on the plane tree beside Zuo Suzheng Platform, and finally headed southeast. The direction flew.Mother said, has anyone seen that phoenix in your place?I said that my bedroom is too far away, and it might not be easy for the palace people to see the phoenix.I said that no one dared to submit a false note to the queen mother. Since he played the note, he must have really seen the phoenix. The second time my mother talked to me about Suzaku. She said that when the court ended yesterday, many courtiers saw Suzaku perched on the roof of Hanfeng Palace. There were nearly ten thousand Suzakus, and they flew away like a red cloud.So many officials have seen Suzaku, I don't think there is any misinformation, the queen mother's eyes showed a kind of joyful light, she said, do you know that Suzaku, Canglong, White Tiger and Xuanwu are the four spirits in the sky, and now the phoenix has just flown Go, Suzaku descended to the earth again in the palace, this is a rare omen of great joy in a hundred years. I nodded and said yes, a more important news was revealed from the old woman's story of Phoenix and Suzaku, the round of abdication and resignation was coming to an end.Sure enough, the queen mother accepted my abdication for the third time. For the third time, I read the edict of abdication to the old woman with a tired voice. Prolong my days of restlessness.But I finally saw my mother put down her red sandalwood ball, she stood up slowly from the phoenix couch, and accepted the imperial edict in a graceful and graceful manner. I have issued an edict, I have already faced the choice of God's will, if I insist on resigning again, I will be punished by God, I respectfully obey the imperial edict, and worship and accept the destiny for all people in the world.I heard a mysterious sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. For a moment, I was tired and peaceful after exhaustion, and then I felt as light as a bird.的诏书，竟然也是睿宗皇帝的最后一次诏书。这没有什么可笑的，世人皆知我是一个奇怪的影子皇帝。 queen 九月九日艳阳天，女皇驾临洛阳宫正门则天门，钟鼓长鸣万众欢呼之间，洛阳城四周百里之地都感受到了吉祥的氤氲紫气，女皇武照已经以弥勒菩萨之态横空出世，巍巍大唐忽成昨日颓垣，周朝之天重新庇护千里黄土和人群，所有对现实无望的人都沉浸在改朝换代的喜悦中。 往事如烟如梦，六十三岁的女皇站在则天门上，依稀看见自己的婴儿时期，看见亡父武士的手轻抚婴儿粉红的小脸，快快长大吧，媚娘，有人说你将来可成天下之主。女皇的眼睛里溢满了感激的泪水，感激父母给予的生命，感激六十年前那个美妙的预言，感激苍天厚土容纳她走到今天，走到则天门上，这已经不再是梦，梦想的时代已经过去了，则天门下的文武百官和更远处静观大典的洛阳市民蚁伏在她的脚下，天空蔚蓝清明，红日喷薄东升，这是她登基称帝的吉日良辰，这是真的。女皇的双唇颤动着，她说，天命，天命，是天命。人们后来习惯于称女皇为则天皇帝。 女皇登临则天门时使用的粉霜几乎遮盖了她的所有皱纹和老态，洛阳百姓看见的是一个红颜长驻永不衰老的妇人。那种粉霜是太平公主呈奉给母亲的。据说那种粉霜主要由南海珍珠和西域野花提炼而成，提炼过程和地点秘不示人，享用者仅女皇一人，当时的宫廷贵妇偶尔从女皇处获赐那种装在玉盒里的粉霜，则是至高无上的天宠了。 说起太平公主，连街头乞丐也知道那是女皇的至爱，有幸睹得公主芳容的人知道她的面目酷似其母亲，性情之刚烈直追女皇，唯一遗憾的是学识胆略只能望其母项背，太平公主的锦绣年华是都用在研制脂粉蔻丹上了。人们记得太平公主当初下嫁薛绍时，高宗武后给她的封地粮仓之大不输她的哥哥们，载满嫁妆的车辆在洛阳的坊区前足足走了两个时辰。驸马薛绍后来莫名地卷入越王贞的谋反案，死于狱中，武后就把做了寡妇的公主接回上阳宫与她同住，几乎有两年时间，太平公主依然像孩提时代一样撒娇于母亲膝前，而慈爱的母亲提起女儿不幸的婚姻常常有一种负疚之痛。在母女独处于上阳宫的一些午后时分，太平公主用金锤亲手敲着松仁或核桃仁，为母亲准备点心，而母亲望着女儿日见沧桑的脸容，心里想着该给她选择一个新的驸马了。 新的驸马是女皇的侄子武攸暨。 武攸暨那时刚刚随姑母登基而受封为定王，据说定王武攸暨对上阳宫母女的计划浑然不知，他也不知道自己在太平公主的心目中是一位称心如意的俊秀儒生。武攸暨有一天在衙门里忽闻家僮前来报丧，说其妻郑氏暴毙于家中，武攸暨记得他早晨离家时妻子还倚门相送，怀疑家僮口误，一扬手就给他一记耳光，家僮哭着说，夫人真的暴毙了，郎中来过说没救了。武攸暨心急火燎地奔出官衙，看见外面停着一辆宫辇在等他，武攸暨也没来得及问什么就上了车，上了车发现宫辇不是在回他的定王府，而是径直地往后宫驶去。武攸暨叫起来，不是这条路，送我回定王府。驾车的太监却回过头微笑着说，是这条路，是圣神皇帝召你去上阳宫。武攸暨疑疑惑惑地问，现在召我进宫？不会弄错吧？驾车的太监说，怎么会有错？圣神皇帝的圣旨怎么会有错？