Chang'an ancient meaning

I have seen peonies, although the flowers bloom extremely richly, but after all, the number is too small, and each clump blooms proudly and proudly.But the camellia here is in full swing all over the mountains, and the woodcutter Sangnv can pick it.

They seem to be studying what to eat every day, and Yuanzhou's abundant products can keep this topic fresh for a long time.It is a pity that mutton and cheese are not eaten in the south of the Yangtze River. Li Chengqi made a special trip to express this to the emperor, so fresh mutton and goat milk were often sent from Chang'an all the way.Li Chengqi understood that he needed some expressions of begging for the land to reassure the emperor.In fact, the emperor was never at ease. He accidentally heard that he picked up a music score one day and fanned it. The emperor was overjoyed when he found out.Li Chengqi just smiled lightly after hearing this rumor, their happiness is different, and they are destined to be unable to understand each other in this life.

In addition to fresh game and bamboo shoots in Yuanzhou, there is also a strange red rice grown on Miling here. The rice grains are slender, opaque and slightly red, but the color deepens after cooking, like a bowl full of finely crushed agate.Xue Chongjian suddenly got an idea one day, since there is good water and rice here, why not use it to make wine?Li Chengqi immediately agreed, and the two invited a master to teach them from the workshop, studied the prescriptions in the book for a few days, and built two bamboo houses at the foot of Yangshan Mountain for wine making.The wine syrup is like roses, and like rouge tears, seeping out drop by drop.Li Chengqi and Xue Chongjian loved that color so much, sometimes they sat with their knees hugged, and they looked at each other for an entire afternoon. They finally stopped wasting time and were no longer afraid of parting.

When Li Jing reached the age of running around, the wine shop became a place for him to play. He often squatted under the wooden barrel and used his tongue to catch the drops of wine that fell.For his taste, Li Chengqi and Xue Chongjian added dates, red bayberries and other things to the later recipes to produce seven or eight kinds of sweet and sour tastes.He never imagined that the hobby that Li Jin developed in the mountains would become the joy and distraction of his life, allowing him to squint his cool and bewildered drunk eyes in the imperial city full of swords and swords, and hide himself in the court.

Li Jing was born exceptionally handsome and lovely, there is no restriction of respect and etiquette in this alien land, he grew up with his heart, so lively and active that sometimes gave Li Chengqi a headache.Li Jing and Xue Chongjian were the most congenial, even closer than Li Chengqi. After he knew that he had a nickname called Hua Nu, he forbade his family members to call him Da Lang again.The happiest thing for him is to sit on his cousin's horse and let him take him into the mountains to hunt, and the lynx and rabbits run around in the house all day long.

At night they lit a bonfire at the foot of the mountain, Li Chengqi beat the drums, Xue Chongjian taught Li Jin to dance Hu Xuan, and the mutton and venison roasted on the volcano grilled squeaked.Li Chengqi looked at his son with doting and envy, and when he thought of his own childhood, he felt like a dream.Perhaps this is the meaning of life continuation, children should avoid the suffering they have experienced, and his life is like a young bamboo that has just sprouted, full of bright brilliance.

The rolling green hills, gurgling green water, lush forests and bamboos, and mixed peanut trees were originally their childhood memories of Chang'an.Unexpectedly, the long-cherished wish of this life will be realized in this remote Jiangnan town, and they don't know whether God favors or teases them.

This kind of life was maintained until Li Jing was seven years old, and in the seventh year of Kaiyuan, because most of the heroes in the early years passed away, the political situation gradually stabilized, and the emperor recalled the assassinated kings one by one in order to show his friendship and brotherhood.When they left, Xue Chongjian could only be sent to the Yichun Terrace. Li Jing looked back at the embroidered jade piles, the figure in the wind on the high platform of the city, and then looked at the flat green trees in front of the setting sun. This home near the bridge and water, the delicious bamboo shoots and pheasants, and the sweet rouge wine have all become helpless regrets, just like his nostalgia for his cousin Hua Nu.Sitting on his father's horse, among a group of silent adults, he suddenly burst into tears.

At the request of Li Chengqi, who returned to Chang'an, the emperor finally agreed to let Xue Chongjian, who was a foreigner, enter the court every season.

Because of the empress dowager's posthumous posthumous title, Li Chengqi, king of Ning, was renamed Li Xian, and Li Chengyi, king of Shen, was renamed Li Tuan.King Ning understands that this is someone else's country. His name, life and death are not up to him. He needs to live according to the arrangements of others. The only wealth that belongs to him is his thoughts.

His longing fluctuated with the long years, and his life returned to the law of youth. In the cycle of anticipation, meeting, and parting, sorrow and joy intertwine smoothly and organically.He was trapped in a wall, a courtyard, and an imperial city again, waiting for the horseshoe of the flower slave to break the silence. Walking from the ice and snow of Qiongyao, only when he came, Li Xian had a clear feeling about the four seasons.

Li Xian goes back home every day, letting go of his nervousness, respect, and exhaustion. Looking at the falling moonlight, he will breathe a sigh of relief. Another day passes, and the time to meet is getting closer.When we met each other, every penny of time was worth more than gold, and he finally understood why the ancients would go out at night with candles, because beautiful things are like the heart of the sky and the moon, the branches are full of flowers, and the prosperity is often short-lived.Life is not complete because of this short time, but there is always hope.

In the seventh year of Kaiyuan, Concubine Wu Hui, the emperor's favorite concubine, gave birth to another son, named Li Mao[1]. Prior to this, Concubine Wu Hui gave birth to two sons and a daughter who died in infancy, so she adopted this son to Ning Wang Li Xian to raise him.The happiest thing for Li Hao when he was young was to play with his eldest brother and cousin Huanu. Xue Chongjian didn't dislike this child because of his parents.Xue Chongjian brought bamboo shoots, rouge wine, pheasant, bacon, shiitake mushrooms, chestnuts, and new tea from Jiufeng from Yuanzhou, all of which were rare goods for the children, and most of these foods were gobbled up by Li Jing and Li Mao.Therefore, during most of the years in Prince Ning's Mansion, Li Xian was not the only one who missed Xue Chongjian.Every time Xue Chongjian turned over and dismounted, Li Jin and Li Mao would rush into his arms, asking if there was any food to eat?Li Xian was smiling beside him, and the willows in Baqiao were fluttering above his head, and his life had turned a cycle, so nothing had changed.

The flowers are good and the moon is full, but there will be a day when the flowers wither and the moon is hazy.

Li Xian didn't know if his younger brothers also discarded the elixir of immortality just like him.In the 12th year of Kaiyuan, Shen Wang Li Tuan passed away.Li Xian never imagined that the second younger brother was the most open-minded, the most physically fit among the five of them, he was also a good drinker, rarely fell ill on weekdays, and died of illness in his prime.Two years later, King Xue and Li Fan died of illness, which made Li Xian realize that fate is impermanent, life and death are limited, and no one can hide.In the autumn of the 19th year of Kaiyuan, Xue Chongjian caught wind and cold on the way back to Yuanzhou, and died of illness in Yuanzhou official residence.

Ning Wang Li Xian was seriously ill from the autumn of the 19th year of Kaiyuan to the late spring of the 20th year. The medicine given by the monk Chongyi saved him, and the emperor gave Chongyi a scarlet fish bag.Li Xian thought with regret, why the things he longed for in this life were taken away again and again, and the things he hated to give up were forced back into his hands again and again, and he couldn't even throw them away.He dragged his weak body out of the Nuan Pavilion, and his eyes were hurt by a scorching camellia in the garden. It was brought to him by the flower slaves from Yuanzhou last summer. He didn't want to be alive this spring, like a pool of bright red of blood, ignorantly and innocently against him.

At the age of seven, Li Mao was granted the title of King of Shou and returned to the palace.He grew up in the palace, and he was not used to the life in the ten king's residence in the palace. Every time he saw Li Xian and Li Jing, he always complained about the loneliness in the palace.His mother has become the master of the Six Palaces, and in the 12th year of Kaiyuan urged the emperor to bestow the death of the king and queen. No one would have thought that the girl with the double bun finally inherited the intelligence and ruthlessness of her surname. Reborn in the bloody mud, like a fish in water.

Li Mao didn't understand that his mother was trying her best to seek the position of Lord of the World for him.He was just instinctively lonely. Before he was seven years old, he had touched Tianlun's true appearance in the palace, and he was unfamiliar and confused about his biological parents.He found all the reasons to leave the palace and return to the palace. Li Xian's serious illness allowed him to spend several months in the palace happily.When he ran around the palace at will, his little heart would faintly hope that his father would recover from his illness, and then he would hate his selfishness again, how could he exchange his father's illness for his own? free.

After Li Xian recovered from his illness, Concubine Wu Hui sent someone to take Li Mao back to the palace. Li Mao cried and made noises, but the visitor finally agreed to give him a day and come back tomorrow morning.Li Mao and Li Jing discussed how to spend this precious day, and the final idea was to ask Li Xian to take them to eat yokan, and then go to Qujiang for a spring outing.Li Jing is almost a weaker young man, and he is more thoughtful than Li Mao. He hopes to take this opportunity to let his father go out of the house and ease the pain in the spring.

Although Li Xian was tired, he was in no mood to argue with the two sons, so he took them out.After eating all over Dongshi, Li Hao was still not satisfied, so he asked the waiter to carry a basket to carry all kinds of food he bought, and then reluctantly left.Li Jing smiled and said, "You might as well open a market in the palace just like Zhongzong." Li Mao glanced at his elder brother resentfully and said, "If you want to eat, you can come here by riding a horse and walking two steps, of course you can't eat it." Rare." Li Jin tapped Li Mao's forehead lightly, and said: "It's really worthless, this is nothing compared to roasted wild pork and stewed pheasant with bamboo shoots, when you grow up, I will take you to a good place." Li Mao laughed and said, "Hmph, you've been bragging to me for several years, but you didn't go there. You just bully me and I haven't seen it before."

Li Jing glanced back at the towering Daming Palace disdainfully, and said: "I am the king of the county, so I will naturally stab outside in the future, so I won't be trapped in this city for the rest of my life." He pointed at the crowd with his riding whip in disgust , Said: "You can't run away even if you run a horse." Li Jing said yearningly: "I am a prince, and I can also stab outside to become a vassal. After I get married, let my father grant Yuanzhou to me!" Li Jing He laughed and said: "By the way, you beg your father to change the place for me. I don't want Ruyang. I want to go to Jiuquan. I heard that the wine there is the best. Later, you come to me for a drink, and I will go to you to eat meat... "

They rode their horses and walked happily, almost forgetting the silent father behind them. Li Xian listened quietly and smiled with them. Even a bird with broken wings would have a dream of soaring above the blue clouds in his heart.Many years later, when Li Mao lost his mother, wife and crown prince, he wept repressedly in front of his adoptive father. Li Xian thought with a touch of apology, if not for the strange fate between Li Mao and him, his ambition and life might not be the same. will be completely different.

There were more people entering Qujiang, so they had to dismount and walk.Along the willow embankment of the meandering Qujiang River, there are coquettish young girls everywhere, the smell of wine and powder, laughter and singing, the flowers on the willow branches, and the painted boats in the river, all together make Qujiang charming.The green mountains are like eyebrows, the clear water is like eyes, the youth is grateful, and the day is bright. This season, the life that was originally human has reached the best youth, no matter how prosperous and flamboyant it is, it should be taken for granted.

Li Xian was quickly pushed behind by the crowd, he saw Li Jin dragging Li Mao into a circle, followed by many teenagers walking hand in hand, their beauty soon attracted the girls to watch, and they all wanted to throw cherries and flowers at them.The twirling figure of the young man made Li Xian dazzled for a moment. He rubbed his eyes again and realized that this spring scenery was not the same as what he had in mind.

He was abandoned outside this bustling world of mortals, and he didn't feel lonely.He quietly retreated to a willow plant, and heard singing from the crowd praising this beautiful woman like jade and the picturesque spring: "Two nymphs wander among the flowers, and two mandarin ducks walk by the pool. I am King Yu Chuxiang. I have been envied by the people of glory in ancient times, but now I see you from a distance. I wish to be a light and thin waist, and I wish to be a bright mirror. I wish to have a blind date with you, and I will live together with you. I wish to be a chastity Pine trees have been around for thousands of years, but no one talks about the beauty of the flowers and hibiscus. For a hundred years, Xishan is the same day, and for thousands of years, the North Mang dust."

(End of the article)

The author has something to say: [1] Li Mao's first name was Li Qing. He was just a soy saucer, so I didn't bother to change his name back and forth.

Notes on subscription and outcome

About the subscription: This article has opened a subscription, one is to commemorate the last and best period of youth in the life of the unscrupulous author.The writing time of this article has spanned my idle postgraduate period, the busy graduation period, and the boring working period in the current Tianya Frost and Snow.In my last youth, there was a person who walked with me, endured my worries and noises, moaned and complained without illness, and gave me happiness and hope. A gift from this chance encounter.So I want to turn this gratitude into a reality. Although many wishes in life cannot be fulfilled, but Du Liniang wakes up and sees the willow branches in her hands, and she is much happier than ordinary girls who are full of spring.

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About the price: The price given by Jinjiang is 89, and the unscrupulous author was also taken aback.The answer given by the editor is that the printing cost is 67, Jinjiang will add at least 10 yuan per copy, and the unscrupulous author and the editor will talk about the market price from 10 to 89 in 88 minutes, which is actually the most inefficient bargaining in my life.What's even worse is that there is no free shipping even in the city, which is too lacking in the spirit of Taobao.Therefore, the end of the new year is approaching, everyone should consolidate the material foundation, celebrate the new year with money, and start to be a man with money... Of course, those who have placed an order should not worry, if the final order is still a little short of the minimum subscription amount, the author will take care of it all.For those of you who bought the physical product or not, the unscrupulous author would like to say sorry to you.

About the ending: At the end, everyone had a lot of disputes about the ending. I originally gave everyone an explanation at that time, but unexpectedly, this party lasted for more than two months.For readers who love be, this ending is not painful enough to be unforgettable, and for readers who love he, it is not enough to be jubilant, lively, festive, sweet, no meat, no h, no children, no episodes... The author knows that he is doing something thankless.Maybe I'm being sentimental, the closer this article is to the end, the stronger that feeling is, and what I want to mourn is not life and death, but youth.What exactly is youth, like family and country, is difficult to describe clearly.Most of them are a kind of longing that I don't know what it's like when I'm in it, but it becomes more and more heart-wrenching once I travel far.The author's feelings about youth are also very superficial, but he found that in recent years, he has learned more and more, the more material income he has, the less spiritual happiness he has. .From the moment I stepped out of the school gate where I wasted my time, I thought my youth was over.

I spent a lot of time in my youth, giving these niche and self-satisfied words.Thanks to it, I got many unique and wonderful memories.In the drizzle at three or two o'clock, with the little crane next door who is still lying on its nest, and the little girl who came to Beijing from a long distance...Driving a boat after drinking; A tender, seamless white jade...shou peach; the summer vacation in 08 was over, I was lying on the train, someone was writing all night without sleep, the night when the chick was in front of the imperial staff, and the phone was inefficient and crappy But we were so happy that we were separated by thousands of miles that night, but we were together; the rapeseed flowers, peach blossoms, moso bamboos all over the mountains and plains, and the lingering sea of ​​clouds are the most beautiful colors I have ever seen in my life. It's a good time to return to the past.These confidantes, who may be rare in a hundred years in a busy life, were all obtained by me in just three years. I am very grateful for these words and the readers who read my words patiently.

For readers who don't like the ending of Chang'an, I also understand very well, because the perception of youth is very thin, not only knowing the beauty in the heart but not speaking, even my own knowledge is very hazy. It feels different, let alone let others understand.What's more, the way unscrupulous authors write articles is really annoying. My jabbering and incorrigible detail control, like sp, is another secretive and weird special hobby. I can't coordinate and have no choice but to say One sentence let it go.Those who know me say that I am tired, those who do not know me say that I am arrogant.

At the end of the year, yin and yang urge short scenes, and the sky is frosty and snowy at night.We value it.