How many things have happened in the rise and fall of the ages? The endless flow of the Yangtze River.
——Excerpt from "Nanxiangzi·Dengjingkou Beiguting Pavilion is pregnant" Xin Qiji
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After coming out of Foguang Temple, Princess Qingluan was very happy, but Bai Fu was in a heavy mood.
Concubine Wei's loving smile appeared in Bai Fu's eyes from time to time.
Due to the power struggle in the imperial court, Concubine Wei, who could have become the empress of the Tang Dynasty, could only bid farewell to her husband and children in a hurry, and lived in a corner of the Tai Chi Palace, worshiping the Buddha with green lanterns for eleven years.
From the prime of life to old age, hair turns gray, and the rest of life is like a candle that burns shorter and shorter until it goes out.
The wax torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry.
And how can those powerful officials who concocted the Wei Zhuang case fare better?
Under Li Linfu's instruction, none of the four confidant thugs who handled Wei Jian's case, including Yang Shenjin, the Minister of Household Affairs, Wang Zhen, the imperial censor, Ji Wen, the imperial censor, and Luo Xixi, a member of the Criminal Department, all died peacefully:
Yang Shenjin was framed by his cousin Wang Xian and colluded with the sorcerers to plot evil. Xuanzong issued an edict to commit suicide.
Wang Xian was sentenced to death because his younger brothers, Wang Wen and Xing Yi, both men in the household department, rebelled against him.
Because Ji Wen offended Yang Guozhong, he gradually lost power and was demoted to Liyang Changshi and Gaoyao County Lieutenant. In the fourteenth year of Tianbao, he was dismissed from office and was arrested and imprisoned.
Zhang Fen, deputy gangster of the Sichuan Gang, personally took action to avenge Xu Ye, a disciple of the Chang'an branch. The cell leader took Ji Wen to the cell where Xu Ye was tortured to death. After Zhang Fen and other Sichuan gang disciples paid homage to Xu Ye's tablet, the jailer used
Ji Wen tortured Xu Ye with the same method, stretching Ji Wen's body several feet, breaking his spine, and causing Ji Wen to die from pain. His death was extremely miserable.
After the death of Li Linfu, Luo Xishi lost power and was demoted to the rank of captain of Haidong County. Zhang Fen came forward again and jailed him, watching as the jailers beat him to death. After Luo Xishi's death, his body was eaten by wild dogs and his bones were broken.
Ash.
After the death of Li Linfu, the original terracotta maker, Xuanzong ordered that the coffin be cut open and buried in a mass grave. All the Li family's descendants were dismissed from official positions and exiled to the border areas. All the Li family's homes were ransacked and all their wealth was confiscated.
This generation of powerful ministers who had the power to control the wind and rain, with one hand covering the sky, eradicated dissidents, fought and fought. In the end, no one had a happy ending.
As for the two protagonists behind the Wei Zhuang case - Xuanzong and Prince Li Heng, the struggle for imperial power separated father and son and almost turned against each other.
Xuanzong's several purges of Prince Li Heng made Li Heng live in fear and tremble, and the rift between father and son became increasingly wide.
Therefore, one cannot blame Prince Li Heng for splitting his troops from Maweipo, marching north to Lingwu, and proclaiming himself emperor with his troops. Although the trip to Lingwu was difficult and dangerous, staying with Xuanzong was equally dangerous.
In the reincarnation of heaven, has anyone ever been spared?!
If they could predict their future destiny, would these people leave a thin line and feel like, "Why rush to get in trouble?"
Thinking of this, Bai Fu shook his head and thought: "No. Even if they just want to have supreme power for a day, these people will kill each other, kill each other, and eat them alive without mercy."
I have seen too many ferocious beasts and monsters in the Netherworld Valley, but no matter how cruel the monsters are, whether they are vying for the throne or hungry, they will not hunt or devour their own kind.
From this perspective, humans are far more ferocious than venomous snakes and beasts.
Bai Fu was frightened when he thought of the Chilong Golden Pill that Wu Zhao forced him to swallow.
Wu Zhao's words are still in my ears: "The Ninth Cauldron Cauldron Pill enters the body, and it is like a demon planted in the heart of the Tao. You will be the one who will bring chaos to the Tang Dynasty tomorrow in vain!"
Bai Fu secretly warned himself that if such a day came, he would never be conquered by the Ninth Cauldron, confuse his mind, and become an eternal sinner who would harm the country and the people. He would rather give up his supreme magical power and seal the evil power of the Ninth Cauldron.
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Returning to the Hanlin Academy of the Daming Palace, Bai Fu's emotions were ups and downs, and he could not calm down for a long time. Bai Fu rolled out a roll of drawing paper, locked himself in the room, splashed ink into the painting, and let his emotions flow freely. Between the thick and thin of the ink, his mood
The ripples are not flat.
Day and night, I stayed up all night, writing furiously.
When Princess Qingluan opened the door again, her white eyes were bloodshot and her hair was lazy, as if she had returned to the human world from another world.
Bai Fu threw the pen, handed the scroll to Princess Qingluan, and drifted away.
Returning to the Bashu Guild Hall, Bai Fu fell asleep and slept for three days and nights.
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Princess Qingluan slowly unfolded the long scroll titled "Ci of Daming Palace" and was shocked on the spot.
What Bai Fu painted was not a crescent moon or a garden of flowers and trees, but a palace, a complete palace - the Daming Palace. There were hundreds of palace courtyards and thousands of concubines and maids.
The characters in the painting compete for beauty, intrigue, talk to each other, and survive each other, just like a dense and dark forest.
From weeds to vines, from ant nests to bird's nests, every big tree, every clump of wild flowers, every beast, and every bird is not alone.
They enjoy the sun and rain together, release breath nutrients, blend with each other, depend on each other, reproduce parasitically, and flourish.
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The sky is bright and the sea is full, and the flowers are blooming. The most beautiful thing is the beautiful lady leaning on the window and looking out from the railing.
In the palace built with red tiles and jade, no one knows who they will meet at the next corner of the palace wall;
Within the locked palace walls, no one can know what kind of rise and fall the beauty has experienced while squinting her eyebrows in the mirror alone;
In the flower-filled courtyard, no one knows who the palace ladies who are fluttering and playing with butterflies will transform into in the next second.
The people in the painting are like every chess piece on the chessboard, black and white, overlapping and ever-changing, forming a huge, complex and tangled "game"
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A Royal River flows from left to right through the center of the scroll. It passes through the Forbidden Garden, passes through the city, flows through the Shicui Hall, flows through the Hanbing Hall, and introduces the living water of the Yong'an Canal into the Taiye Pool.
The palaces are surrounded by mountains, and the water is hazy. The blue waves in the river and the red walls and golden tiles of the palaces intersect, connect, and interact, creating light and shadow for each other.
Under the shadow of the sky and clouds, the shadows of the past are buried. The carved beams are decaying and the red walls are peeling off, but the past is like craftsman paint, applied layer by layer, solidified and thick. They silently bear witness to the passage of time, the impermanence of the world, and the dynasty.
Change, beauty grows old...
The subtle changes in the water patterns and the scattered waves are seemingly monotonous, but they are endless.
Confucius said on the river: "The deceased is like this man! He did not give up day and night."
The invisible river is the embodiment of time. And time is also the reality of life. Even the emperor who conquered the world cannot defeat time.
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If you look carefully, you will definitely see that behind the charming and splendid prosperity, desolation looms and there is a turbulent undercurrent. Bai Fu made a tactful hint in the painting:
In front of the majestic Danfeng Gate, a huge and spectacular escort team was lined up in a herringbone shape, surrounded by a sedan with a capacity of sixteen people. The sedan was covered by a canopy. Xuanzong was probably sitting in the sedan and did not show up.
The sedan chair was surrounded by guard soldiers and Chang'an elders. There were many people, complex but not chaotic.
Hu people in Uighur and Tubo costumes were mixed in the crowd, their eyes flashing and they were whispering to each other.
At the other end, there was a huge welcoming team. Suzong was standing in front of Hanyuan Hall, preparing to welcome the Supreme Emperor, with an expression as if he was looking through the autumn water.
The civil servants on both sides stood solemnly with their scepters, except for the generals. Several eunuchs openly turned their heads and observed every move of the emperor and officials unscrupulously.
Bai Fu couldn't figure everything out, so he could only put these sinister atmospheres into the painting, waiting for the emperor to smell it.
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Princess Qingluan burst into tears.
She understood Bai Fu's paintings. What he painted was not palaces or characters, but fate, the unknowable fate of everyone in the forbidden palace.