"When the moon is closed and the flowers are ashamed, the fish sinks and the geese fall. Among the four beauties, the one who loses the geese is Wang Zhaojun. It should be a historical site about Wang Zhaojun. This is also the site of Zhaojun's palace, so it should be right." Zhang Lun said with a smile.
Zhang Yanling said nothing and squinted at the several lines of small characters next to them. They were carved words, but the fonts were very small and were several feet away from the ground. The wind and rain had hit them, and the moss was mottled, making them difficult to read.
"Master, wait a moment, I will go up and wipe the words with white clay, and then you can see them clearly."
As Chen Shiyi spoke, he grabbed a large handful of white rock soil on the ground, jumped up, and clung to the folds of the rock with one hand. With the other hand, he used white ash to smear on the densely packed small characters. The white ash sneaked into
The grooves in the font suddenly became clear.
Zhang Yanling looked up and found that it seemed to be a poem.
"I am a son of the Han Dynasty, and I will be alone in the court. Before I can say goodbye, the forerunners have already resisted. The servants are weeping, and the horses are mourning. I have been sad and sad for five years, and my tears are stained with red tassels. I have been walking for a day.
Far away, we built a Xiongnu city."
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"He extended me to Qionglu and gave me the name of the Yan family. I am not in a special category, and although I am noble, I am not honored. When father and son see the insult, they are ashamed and frightened. It is not easy to kill a good person, so I live in silence. How can I live in peace? I have accumulated thoughts
Always full of anger."
"I hope that the wings of a false flying dragon will be discarded in order to conquer the world. The flying dragon will not care about me and will stand on the screen. It used to be jade in the box, but now it is the ying on the excrement. The beauty of the morning is not enough to be happy, but the sweetness is mixed with the autumn grass. Tell the future generations to marry far away.
Embarrassing."
Zhang Yanling read the engraved poem softly. Next to him, Zhang Lun looked angrily and said, "Looking at the tone of this poem, it couldn't have been written by Wang Zhaojun himself, right?"
Zhang Yanling slowly shook his head and said: "No. Although it was written in Wang Zhaojun's tone, it was not written by Wang Zhaojun. This poem I have passed through is a poem by Wang Mingjun written by Shi Chong of the Western Jin Dynasty. Shi Chong was a wealthy man in the Western Jin Dynasty and had a concubine.
Lvzhu is good at singing and dancing. Shi Chong composed the Mingjun song and taught it. It should be this one that has been sung throughout the world."
Zhang Lun said with a smile: "I see, my brother Yanling knows so much, he is both civilized and military, hehehe."
Zhang Yanling did not laugh, she just squinted at the poem and her expression became solemn.
"That's all, there's nothing to see. A poem carved on a cliff is not interesting. It's very windy up here. Brother Trillium, let's go down." Zhang Lun said.
Zhang Yanling, however, stood still and said in a deep voice: "The Jin Dynasty was not far from the Han Dynasty. The story about Zhaojun going out of the country to marry far away in this poem should be basically true. That was too tragic. Wang Zhaojun must have been in pain at the time."
Zhang Lun said: "How can we see it?"
Zhang Yanling said: "Isn't it written clearly in the poem?"
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Zhang Lun smiled and said: "I'm not very good at this."
Zhang Yanling said: "You just want to think that a Han woman married a foreigner and came to this bitter cold land, thousands of miles away from home. She faced these barbarians from the tiger and wolf tribe. Can you be happy?"
Zhang Lun nodded and said, "That's true."
Zhang Yanling said softly: "What's more, the Xiongnu father and son share the same wife and have no idea of shame and etiquette. How can a Han woman accept such a barbaric and immoral custom?"
Zhang Lun said in astonishment: "How do you know?"
Zhang Yanling pointed to the poem and said: "It is written clearly in the poem, 'There is no place for being special, and no honor for being noble.' In other words, the Huns are not my race, and there is no place for them to live." The father and son saw the insult.
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He is ashamed and frightened. It is not easy to kill someone, so he lives in silence. How can he live in silence? He is always filled with anger when he accumulates thoughts.' That is to say, he married Shanyu and his son respectively, and he feels ashamed, humiliated and angry in his heart, and lives in silence."
Zhang Lun cursed: "Damn it, this is too shameless. The barbarians are just like animals."???.
The generals next to them also had angry expressions on their faces. They had no idea about these things. The story of the four ancient beauties was already familiar to the Ming Dynasty. Who could have imagined that Wang Zhaojun, known as Luoyan, would suffer such humiliation.
Zhang Yanling turned around and looked at the north side of the cliff, the green grassland north of the Yellow River, and the faintly visible outlines of Yinshan Mountain and Daqingshan Mountain in the distance. He recalled that when Wang Zhaojun left his hometown to marry in a foreign country, he came here and stood on the top of the cliff to watch the wild geese flying south.
, the autumn grass is vast, and the mood is so sad and melancholy.
This cliff is called Luoyan, but I am afraid that no wild goose is willing to fall down for her, allowing her to carry the homesick Feihong back to his hometown. She probably did not expect that in the land of the Xiongnu, she would encounter such humiliation, and ultimately lived a lonely and painful life.
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Zhang Yanling thought further. At that time, the Han Dynasty was very powerful, but it still wanted to make peace with the Huns and let a woman shoulder the heavy responsibility of peace. But it also said it was for the sake of national justice, to appease and unite. It has been praised and praised since ancient times.
, is this a kind of irresponsibility? Is it a shameless way of looking down on oneself?
Zhang Yanling admits that her thoughts may be a bit extreme. Perhaps from an indifferent God's perspective, marriage events such as Zhaojun's departure from the fortress or Princess Wencheng's entry into Tibet have their own positive significance. But as far as the individuals involved are concerned,
, who cares about their feelings and pain?
How can a powerful country be called powerful if it is reduced to relying on marriage to maintain political stability? If a country cannot protect its people, but instead takes the initiative to protect the security of the country at the expense of weak women, this is not degeneration.
And what is shameless?
Zhang Yanling is not a narrow-minded person. If he were in later generations, he would never think about these issues. But in this era, he has completely assumed the identity of the Ming Dynasty, and has subtly changed a lot in his actions and thinking.
Standing on the top of the cliff, overlooking the winding Yellow River and the vast grassland, Zhang Yanling's thoughts were rolling and she thought about many things.
The wind blew, and the sound of wild geese sounded like it was coming from the clouds. It was so sad that it was hard to describe.
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On the eighth day of July, at 6 o'clock in the morning, outside the Desheng Gate in the north city of the Ming Dynasty, a dozen cavalrymen rushed into the city carrying hot wind and dust.
When the city gate defenders were about to stop him, a leading knight on horseback raised his flag and shouted loudly: "I am returning to Beijing on the orders of the two Lord Protectors of England to report their victory. No one is allowed to stop me."
The soldiers guarding the city quickly stepped aside, staring at each other in astonishment, asking each other what the great victory was.
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The cavalry reporting the victory entered from the North City and ran southward from Deshengmen Street. The cavalry on horseback galloped wildly while shouting loudly.
"Great victory in the Hetao! Great victory in the Hetao! The Northern Expeditionary Army recaptures the Hetao! The Northern Expeditionary Army recaptures the Hetao!"
The shouts along the street silenced the bustling market. At first, people asked each other suspiciously, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. But soon, the long street where the cavalry passed by quickly became joyful. People cheered loudly and swarmed.
Followed by the cavalry coming behind them.
The cavalry ran through Deshengmen Street, across Xi'anmen's north-south long streets, along the palace wall to the south, then up Chang'an Street to the east, speeding all the way, and finally arrived at the square outside Daming Gate.
The people came here in crowds, waiting for the confirmation of the news. Half an hour later, the sound of bells and drums came from the palace, and the clanging bells stirred up, frightening all kinds of pigeons and birds in the palace.
.Subsequently, the bells on the turret also began to ring, and then the bronze bells in the nearby temple also tolled.
Not long after, the whole city of Beijing was enveloped by the sound of bells, and the people quickly received confirmation of the news. The palace servants posted notices, confirming the news that the Northern Expedition army had recaptured Hetao, and that the Tatar army escaped across the Yellow River with heavy casualties. People
He suddenly fell into passionate emotions.
Firecrackers, gongs and drums rang out, dragon lanterns and lion dances started, and the whole city of Beijing was plunged into noise and joy.
The news of the defeat of the Ming Dynasty's frontier army was known throughout the city. The fact that the British Duke and the Lord Protector led the army to the expedition affected everyone's hearts. People were worried that another failure would bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty. The ferocity and cruelty of the Tatars
, the shadows left in people's hearts have accumulated for many years, which makes everyone feel fearful and pessimistic.
However, at this moment, the good news came that the two princes of the Northern Expeditionary Army swept away the Tatars in Hetao and drove the Tatars to the north of the Yellow River. The shame of the previous defeat swept away the gloom in the heart, how could it not be exciting?
The people of the capital, under the emperor's feet, are particularly concerned about important court affairs, so it is understandable that they show such excitement and joy.
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In the afternoon, more than a dozen people on fast horses galloped to the gate of the Protector's Mansion. The leading cavalryman immediately dismounted from his saddle and came forward to knock on the door.
The steward Ma Quan got the report from the concierge and went to check. He saw more than a dozen cavalry standing at the door and asked why. The leading cavalry loudly said: "The villain Tian Dongxin belongs to the Thousand Households under the command of the Protector.
I was ordered to deliver a letter home."
Ma Quan was extremely surprised when he heard this and hurriedly reported in. Soon after, Xu Wanyi, Tan Ruqing and other girls rushed to the front hall. After Tian Dongxin came forward to kowtow, he took out the letter and handed it over, saying loudly: "Master Guo
Recover the Hetao and order the villain to return to Beijing to report the victory. I will also send you a letter and ask the princess and ladies to check it. Fortunately, the villain has lived up to his command!"
Xu Wanyi took the letter in surprise and saw that it was Zhang Yanling's handwriting on the envelope.
Xu Wanyi suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, generals. Come, arrange for the generals to settle down and rest, prepare a banquet, and entertain them well. Ma Quan, prepare gifts to show your appreciation."
Tian Dongxin said hurriedly: "I don't dare to accept the reward. I will rush back to the army tomorrow. If the princess and ladies have any replies or gifts to bring, we will pick them up tomorrow morning. I have other important things to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, Tian Dongxin and others bowed, turned around, went out, mounted their horses and left.
Xu Wanyi and others returned to the inner house to read the letter, and the inner house was full of joy. Soon after, Ma Quan and Huang Si ordered the servants in the house to put up lanterns and colors and set off firecrackers.
Like all the people in the capital, everyone in the Duke Protector's Mansion was immersed in the ocean of joy.
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