"So, Concubine Yang is dead?" Wang Xiaowan asked.
Lu Zheng nodded, then shook his head, "However, after the chaos in the court was over, Emperor Tang Ming sent people to remove Concubine Yang's bones, but they were never found."
Yi Xiaoqian's eyes lit up, "Not dead?"
Lu Zheng sighed, "There are rumors in unofficial history that Concubine Yang faked her death and escaped. There are also rumors that Concubine Yang was taken away by an immortal. In later generations, a poet took this as his longing and wrote a long poem, Famous Biography...ahem..."
"Being taken away by an immortal?" Du Yueyao's eyes also lit up, "Yes, Yang Yuhuan is as beautiful as an immortal, and his music and dance skills are unparalleled in the world. Maybe someone will take a fancy to him, use a blinding method to deceive the world, and take him away."
Wang Xiaowan nodded repeatedly, "It should be so."
However, Si Lingxi's focus was on another point, "Is there another long poem? Please recite it and let me listen."
Facts have proved that although there are not many poems from Lu Zheng's mouth, they are basically masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.
"Well, actually, this is a narrative poem...and there are many names...well, let me say..."
Lu Zheng paused. His profound spiritual cultivation allowed him to clearly remember every sentence of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", but some of the nouns and geography in it still needed to be slightly modified.
It's so hard for me...
"The Emperor of Ming Dynasty was obsessed with sex and wanted to overwhelm the country. He couldn't find the imperial palace for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a deep boudoir and no one knows her.
It’s hard to give up on your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
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The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.
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Therefore, the hearts of parents all over the world are determined not to be reborn as a boy but to be reborn as a girl.
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The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing.
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In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died.
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The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
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The wind blows and the fairy's mantle flutters, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.
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I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. "
Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret" is one of the most famous narrative poems in China. Its status in history is self-evident. It has many famous lines. It is not an exaggeration to call it an eternal song. Lu Zheng has been memorizing it for a long time.
After the recitation, the scene was quiet again.
"Looking back, you can smile and be charming, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace have no color..."
"I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground..."
"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever..."
Several women present have extraordinary literary attainments, so they can feel the shock of this long poem even more. After listening to it, they were silent for a long time, only feeling the words and sentences in it, which left endless aftertaste.
If there was Li Du in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and there were young Li Du in the late Tang Dynasty who complemented each other, Bai Juyi was the number one person in the world who suppressed the mid-Tang Dynasty, not to mention his masterpiece, which can be called a random killing in one poem.
Lu Zheng turned around and saw Liu Qingyan's eyes were watery again. She was lost in thought and didn't know what she was thinking.
"What a poignant love story..."
"I feel no worse than Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai."
"This poem is so beautifully written..."
"Think about Yun Xiang's clothes and appearance just now. How beautiful is this Concubine Yang..."
"I really want to see her in person."
"I feel like this gentle and charming Concubine Yang has come to life and is standing in front of us."
"Yeah yeah!"
"I said..." Du Yueyao's eyes flashed, "Can we make a drama out of this poem?"
Shen Ying's eyes lit up, "This is okay!"
Wang Xiaowan nodded repeatedly, "Such a good poem, it would be a pity not to make it into an opera!"
Seeing the heated discussion in the pool next door, Lu Zheng rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and simply said, "If you want to compose an opera, I can also help."
Lu Zheng was born in Qin Province. The stage play "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" in the Huaqing Palace Scenic Area has a very high reputation. He also has "The Story of Everlasting Sorrow" and "The Palace of Everlasting Sorrow" as references. There are many beautiful lyrics and music in them, which can be used immediately.
Shen Ying smiled when she heard this, "Of course I will trouble you, Mr. Lu!"
Du Yueyao and Wang Xiaowan clapped their hands and laughed, "This is the best! We are also here to help, and we can also play the role of palace maids!"
Shen Ying's eyes softened, "Will Lu Lang play the role of Emperor Tang Ming?"
Lu Zheng was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly, "Forget it, I think you and Bi Xinyu performed well, so you two should work together."
"Who's calling me?"
Following a charming question, Bi Xinyu, wearing a light blue gauze skirt, curled through the mist and came to the edge of the hot spring.
"As soon as I arrived at the mouth of the valley, I could smell the sweetness of the fruit. I guessed that we were here to enjoy the hot springs again." Bi Xinyu said with a smile, "And what kind of opera are you planning to arrange? Compared with "Butterfly Lovers" how?"
Liu Qingyan smiled and said, "The song "Song of Everlasting Regret" will last forever. I will let Lu Lang copy it when I go back later, and you will know."
"I know!" Bi Xinyu smiled enchantingly and winked at Lu Zheng. Then, with her waist swaying, she walked past Lu Zheng's pool and came to the spring where Shen Ying was. The skirt took off automatically and she slipped into the hot spring naked.
"Huh? There's an extra girl?" Bi Xinyu then saw Si Lingxi, then she straightened her chest and took the initiative to say hello, "My name is Bi Xinyu, what do you call the girl?"
Shen Ying pursed her lips and smiled, and introduced, "This is the Lord of Phoenix Mountain in Southern Xinjiang, Senior Si Lingxi Si. You can also call me Palace Lord."
Bi Xinyu's face froze, her heartbeat stopped for half a beat, her brain buzzed, and she felt a surge of blood flowing straight into the sky.
"whee!"
"Ha ha!"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh, but Bi Xinyu panicked and stood up in a hurry. Then after thinking about it, she felt it was indecent. When it was time to get dressed, she felt a little deliberate.
Si Lingxi smiled faintly, waved her hands and said, "Sit down, you are Shen Ying's friend, you don't have to be polite."
"Thank you, Palace Master!" Bi Xinyu hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then sat respectfully by the pool. Seeing Shen Ying's teasing eyes, she did not dare to look back.
Shen Ying smiled and took the plate with watermelon and grapes next to her. She pushed it gently and pushed it to Bi Xinyu's side. "Eat some fruit. Come back to Taohuaping with us later."
"Thank you! Okay!" Bi Xinyu thanked her, then stretched out two fingers, pinched a piece of watermelon gracefully, and tasted it carefully. This was probably the most ladylike thing Bi Xinyu had ever done in her life.
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Then the girls were discussing the story of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang. They were confused and confused, but those lines of poetry sounded really beautiful and shocking, and they thought it was no wonder they had to adapt the opera.
Time soon came to the end of Shen Shi, and the hot springs were almost full. Everyone decisively led Lu Zheng back to Taohuaping. Shen Ying ordered Xiaocui to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked Lu Zheng to copy "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" again.
(End of chapter)
