In the spring of Tianbao's sixth year, Chang'an City was in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. Envoys and merchants from various countries in the Western Regions gathered in the city, bringing excitement and prosperity to this eastern metropolis.
Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty started his side business in the Liyuan, arranging and dancing the song "Nice Shang Feather Clothes". As for the origin of such a divine song, later generations have different opinions, and there are different versions and theories.
Of course, the most fairy tale is: One day the emperor was resting in his palace and fell asleep without knowing it. Suddenly he saw himself standing in the Zichen Palace under the moonlit night. He staggered out following the moonlight and stood on the palace platform.
On the corridor, I saw the full moon hanging in the sky.
There were clouds lingering in the moonlight, and the patterns on it seemed to be the legendary laurel trees and the Moon Palace. The emperor stared at the Moon Palace, thinking about the thoughts and desires in his heart - perhaps the desire to become an immortal, which was enough to make him lost for a while.
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His expression gradually became dazed, and the moon became bigger and bigger in his eyes. The radiance gradually paved a road. This road was paved down along the rolling clouds and extended to the palace.
In front of the corridor, it extended to his feet.
The emperor forgot that this was a dream. He looked down at the road under his feet, which seemed like silk hanging down from the moon palace. He raised his feet and stepped on it. He felt that his body had almost no weight, and there was no solid feeling under his feet. He walked towards
In front of me, I crossed the top of the Daming Palace, crossed the floating clouds, and finally walked into the illusory and ethereal Moon Palace.
Fairy Chang'e led the palace ladies to kneel down at the entrance of the palace. Their appearance was beautiful and unworldly. There had never been such beauty in the world. Even the person next to him could not help but look a bit ordinary compared to them.
Chang'e held his hand and walked forward into the main hall of the Moon Palace. She helped him sit down in front of the screen and presented him with the wine brewed from osmanthus. At this moment, the melancholy and boredom in the emperor's heart had long been thrown away.
Jing has forgotten his country and inheritance, and only sees the beauties who bring him illusory beauty and the warm fragrance of soft jade.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, his body became light and airy. Chang'e walked to the center of the palace and danced. Her long sleeves fluttered around the palace. Her posture was like a swallow in the clouds or a phoenix in the palace.
Chang'e fluttered her wings and flew high. The palace maidens surrounded Chang'e, and the seamless heavenly clothes rolled up and drove the clouds, and the clouds rolled up under her feet.
This is in a real fairyland. The meaning and beauty of this moment seem to have become eternity. His eyes are focused on the dance in front of him, wanting to remember them in his heart and bring this fairy dance with him.
Go to the human world.
When the song ended, the emperor was so sleepy that he closed his eyes. He did not expect to fall asleep, otherwise he would lose the opportunity to listen to the fairy music and watch the divine dance.
He woke up again, and in front of him was still the dark and cold Zichen Palace, with only the sleeping Concubine Yang beside him, her drunken face hidden in the quilt. The emperor stared around, the scene in his sleep was completely gone, and the fairies of the Moon Palace dancing with the wind seemed to
Withdrew from his head, there was almost no memory left, which made Li Longji extremely frustrated and melancholy.
The concubine, who woke up from a daze, wrapped her arms around his neck, looked up and saw the loss in the emperor's eyes, and asked him longingly what happened.
The old emperor desperately needed to express his disappointment, so he told the imperial concubine exactly what was in his dream.
While feeling jealous, Yang Yuhuan walked onto the carpet with bare feet, danced in a red midriff, and stared into the emperor's eyes, hoping to find the feeling he wanted. But Li Longji shook his head darkly.
, no matter how beautiful Yang Yuhuan's dance was, it could not compare to one-tenth of the dance of the fairies in the dream. He wanted to restore it, but he only had a hazy feeling, and could not even recall the charm of the dance.
From then on, the emperor began to seek this dream and dreamed about it countless times, but he could never find the Moon Palace.
In the early autumn of a certain year, the emperor and his entourage went to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and settled at Sanxiangyi outside Luoyang City. It was also in that night that he could not sleep at night, so he got out of his quilt, put on his robe, and walked along the palace
I walked up the stairs to the roof and looked at the full moon in the distance.
However, the full moon soon disappeared into the clouds, and his mood became more and more melancholy. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to rest, he saw that the clouds in the distance had changed, and there seemed to be a ray of light on the horizon that illuminated the night sky, like a blue-purple color.
The aurora. A mountain was held up under the rolling clouds, and the towers and palaces on the mountain were clearly visible.
This should be the legendary Nvji Mountain. She has always had a mysterious veil and has never appeared in the eyes of the world. The emperor was excited and excited. This was not a dream. The legendary fairy mountain finally appeared in front of him.
Fairies were dancing in front of the palace on the top of the mountain. The dance they danced was exactly the dance of the goddesses in the Moon Palace in his dream.
Li Longji would never let go of the aura in front of him again. With his wide, hot eyes, he kept every move and charm of the dance firmly in his heart.
This reunion was a few years after he dreamed of the Moon Palace. This long-lost emotion was like an unrequited love that had gone through thousands of times. He had found her charm, and he had to find a way to keep it with him.
The emperor's artistic dream was finally realized. When he returned to Chang'an, he immediately summoned musicians and dancers to start choreographing and arranging the colorful feather dance. He re-outlined the scenes he had dreamed and seen and presented them on the stage.
superior.
After Li Siye heard such a legend in the palace, he deduced the story based on his own three views. This was just the process of Li Longji's sudden inspiration. The so-called Moon Palace or Nuji Mountain was just a process in his pursuit of beauty.
Every artist has a neurotic part. The emperor's search for dreams was the beginning of his illness and madness.
This lunatic succeeded now, and then he hid himself in the deep palace and processed it over and over again, making it more and more perfect. However, judging from the emperor's current anxiety, there is still a long way to go before the perfection in his mind.
Li Siye had the good fortune to enter the opera garden and began to appreciate the art creation process of these male and female musicians, officials, and dancers. The emperor was right, these people were masters of music and dance. He just gave a little guidance, and they were able to master it. This saved him.
A lot of effort.
Of course, his fast-paced dance was incompatible with He Nishang's Yuyi Dance. The emperor asked him to compose another dance music, and used Jie drum and pipa to create another style of music, with a bright and intense rhythm, somewhere between the Qin Dynasty
Between the song of formation and the song of King Lanling breaking the formation.
The shuffle dance quickly became popular in the palace, almost having the same name as the Hu Xuan dance. The sense of power brought by this dance made up for the shortcomings of palace dance in this aspect. Even Mei Fei Jiang Caiping added the essence of it into her own
In the shocking dance.
He still hopes to leave Chang'an and go to Tingzhou as soon as possible. Compared with these people who pursue art, he is just a gamer, and his attitude is also a gamer. Entertainment to death is completely inconsistent with the hidden worries in his heart.
But before leaving, I still have to appreciate the divine music and dance created by Li Longji's two crazy states, and then report to the emperor about leaving Chang'an.
He was sitting on the pavilion of the pear garden with a wine pot. On the pear wood platform below, there were three beautiful maikos wearing men's clothes who were sliding sideways. The front hem of their robes kept kicking up with the movement. The scene was simply not too beautiful.
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The maikos stopped dancing and ran over to ask him about the essence of certain movements. They raised their little faces and concentrated on them, like three delicate flowers.
Although he was close to the water in the pear garden, after all, it was the professional quality of General Le Ying to pass through the flowers without touching a leaf. Moreover, he was still in the presence of the emperor, so he needed to pay attention at all times.
The maikos went to dance again, but suddenly stopped, and saw a graceful and elegant woman in plain clothes walking towards them, accompanied by the woman in green. Li Siye subconsciously felt that the two of them had special status, and stood in front of the handrail of the pavilion.
stand up.
The two women stood still with their hands folded. The woman in green raised her chin and asked him: "Are you Li Siye who can dance the shuffle?"