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Tang Minghuang preferred beauty. After becoming the emperor, he has been looking for beauties for many years, but has found nothing. The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up. She is very beautiful and she is raised in a boudoir. Outsiders do not know her beauty. Naturally beautiful and charming, it was difficult for her to be buried in the world, and it didn't take long for her to become a concubine of Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty.
When she looked back and smiled, she was full of charm and charm; all the other six officials and concubines were eclipsed. When the spring was cold, the emperor gave her a bath in Huaqing Pool. The warm spring water washed her skin like gelatin. The maid supported her, and Pingting was as weak as a hibiscus emerging from the water, and she began to gain favor from the emperor. His hair on the temples is like clouds, his face is like flowers, and he wears a golden walking stick on his head.
In the warm hibiscus tent, spend the spring night with the emperor. Deep love only hates the short night in spring, sleeping until the sun rises high. The king was deeply in love with his children and his gentle country, and never went to court again. Accepting your pleasure and serving you your drink, I am so busy that I have no time to spare. In the spring, he traveled with the emperor, and in the evening, he slept with him every night. There were no less than three thousand concubines in the harem, but she was the only one who enjoyed the emperor's favor.
I dress up in the golden house and act like a coquettish king every night; I drink and feast in the jade tower, and my drunkenness adds a bit of charm. Her brothers and sisters were all ennobled by her, and the Yang family's lintel was so glorious that it was enviable. As a result, parents all over the world changed their minds and favored daughters over sons. The Yuyu Qiong Tower in Huaqing Palace on Lishan Mountain towers into the clouds, and fairy music floats in all directions wherever the breeze passes.
The singing and dancing are often in time, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watches it all day long, but never tires of it. The war drums of the Yuyang rebellion were deafening, and the music of colorful clothes and feathers stopped playing in the palace. The Jiuzhong Palace was instantly filled with dust, and the king fled to the southwest with a large number of ministers, servants and beautiful family members. The convoy stopped and went, only a hundred miles west of Chang'an. The Sixth Army stagnated and demanded that Yang Yuhuan be killed.
The king had no choice but to hang Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei slope. The ornaments on the imperial concubine's head were scattered all over the floor and no one was picking them up. The emerald green gorse scratches his head, and the precious headdress is one by one. The king couldn't help but covered his face and cried. Looking back at the scene of the noble concubine's tragic death, the blood and tears could not stop flowing. The autumn wind blew away the fallen leaves, and the loess dust had disappeared. The winding path made its way through the plank road, and the convoy set foot on the ancient Jiange Road.
There are few people walking down Mount Emei, the flags are colorless, and the sun and moon have no light. The beautiful mountains and clear waters of Sichuan aroused the lovesickness of the king. Looking at the moon in the palace is full of sadness, and listening to the music on a rainy night makes my voice sad. After the rebellion subsided, the king returned to Chang'an and passed by Maweipo. He hesitated after seeing the things and missing people. At the foot of the lush Mawei slope, in the desolate yellow tombs, the beauty's face is no longer seen, only the tombs lie in the mountains.
The emperor and his ministers looked at each other, their clothes were wet with tears, they looked eastward at Kyoto and felt sad, and Xin Ma returned to the court from the reins. When he came back, he saw that the pond was still the same, the hibiscus beside Taiye Pond was still there, and the weeping willows in Weiyang Palace remained unchanged. The hibiscus blooms like a jade ring on the face, and the willow leaves resemble her eyebrows. How can you not feel sad in this scene? The spring breeze blows open the peach and plum blossoms, and it is extremely sad that things are different. The autumn rain drops on the sycamore leaves, making the scene even more lonely and miserable. .
Xingqingguan and Ganlu Hall are in depression and overgrown with autumn grass. The steps in the palace are covered with fallen leaves, and no one has been sweeping them for a long time. The actor's head has turned white, and the palace maid's beauty has faded. At night, fireflies were flying in the palace, and even though the lamp was exhausted, the king still couldn't sleep. The more I count the sounds of bells and drums, the longer I feel the night becomes. Look at the stars and the sky in the distance, until the dawn shines in the east.
The frost flowers on the Yuanyang tiles are reborn, who sleeps with the king in the cold emerald quilt? It has been a year since Yin and Yang separated, why have you never come in my dream? Linqiong Taoist priest is visiting Chang'an. It is said that He can use magic to summon the soul of the imperial concubine. He was moved by the king's longing for his concubine. He accepted the emperor's order, did not dare to neglect, searched diligently, and braved the wind from all directions.
Riding the clouds into the sky, moving straight and forward like lightning, ascending to the sky and searching the earth, searching for it in all the heavens and the earth, but to no avail, and could not find it. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain surrounded by white clouds on the sea. A fairy mountain surrounded by white clouds. The exquisitely carved pavilions and pavilions are supported by colorful auspicious clouds. There are countless gods and goddesses, all of them graceful and graceful.
One of them has a very real character and a skin like snow and a flower-like appearance. She seems to be the concubine Yang Guifei the king is looking for. The Taoist priest came to the west of Jinque, knocked on the jade courtyard door and called softly, asking Xiaoyu to call the maid Shuangcheng to report. Taizhen woke up from his tent when he heard that the king's messenger had arrived. Putting on clothes, he pushed aside the pillow and left the sleeping tent.
Open the screen and lower the bead curtain one by one.
Having just woken up from her sleep with her hair half combed, she walked out of the altar before she had time to dress up, with her flower crown crookedly on her head. The gentle fairy wind blew the sleeves and fluttered slightly, just like the dancing posture of colorful feathers, curling up and down. She has a lonely and sad face, with tears flowing down her face, like pear blossoms with rain in spring. He looked lovingly at the emperor's emissary and asked him to express his gratitude to the king. After a long farewell on Mawei slope, the news and appearance were unclear.
The marriage in Zhaoyang Palace has been broken off for a long time, and the loneliness in Penglai Palace is still very long. Looking back at the world, Chang'an has disappeared, leaving only dust and mist. I can only express my deep feelings with the tokens from back then. You can bring the mother-of-pearl box and gold hairpin as a souvenir to the king. The gold hairpin leaves one part, and the mother-in-law box leaves half of it. The gold hairpin splits the gold, and the mother-in-law box divides the treasure.
I hope our loving hearts are as loyal and strong as golden treasures, and we will always have the chance to meet again in heaven and on earth. When I was leaving, I asked the alchemist diligently to express my thoughts and feelings to the king, and the oath in his words was known only to the king and me.
On July 7th of that year, there was no one in the Hall of Eternal Life at midnight, so we made an oath of alliance. In the sky, I wish to be like two birds flying together, and on the ground, I wish to be like branches growing side by side. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but the hatred of life and death will never end.
Extended information:
"The Palace of Eternal Life" is a legend (drama) created by Hong Sheng, a playwright in the early Qing Dynasty, with the second volume. The play was finalized in the 27th year of Kangxi (1688).
The whole play has fifty scenes. The first half describes the story of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty, Concubine Yang, their oath of alliance in the Palace of Immortality, the An-Shi Rebellion, the Mawei Incident, and Concubine Yang's death in Huangsha.
The second half is mostly taken from unofficial rumors. It is written that after the Anshi Rebellion, Xuanzong missed the concubine and sent people to heaven and earth to search for her soul everywhere; Concubine Yang also deeply missed Tang Minghuang and felt sorry for her sins during her lifetime. repent. Their sincerity moved God. With the help of Vega and others, they were finally reunited in the Moon Palace.
"The Palace of Eternal Life" focuses on the huge disaster brought to the country by the emperor's fatuousness and political corruption during the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, which led to the almost collapse of the dynasty. Although the script condemned Tang Minghuang's extravagance, it also expressed sympathy for the love between Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei, indirectly expressed sympathy for the rule of the Ming Dynasty, and also placed the ideal of beautiful love.
Baidu Encyclopedia - Palace of Eternal Life