In fact, I wanted to write such a novel based on the history of Jin a long time ago, but I have no confidence, for fear that I will not be favored by everyone...... It's miserable, but now I can't help but be tempted to write again, in order to make the text easy to understand and a little more immersive, this time, one night changed an entry point, written from the perspective of the heroine, and it is a love story that has not changed for thousands of years as a clue, throughout to tell the era of the fall of the Western Jin Dynasty, the different choices of celebrities and gentlemen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Of course, the Wei and Jin dynasties, there is also the romance indispensable, one night is actually not confident enough, has been dissatisfied with their writing, and has been practicing, but in order to be worthy of everyone, one night must work hard to tell the story well, and let everyone follow me to feel the era of human nature like jackals but spiritual civilization has been released, those people who are like jade and literary style or mourn or sigh or flow back to the snow.

One night, I knew that the text was not fat now, and it was difficult to retain readers, so I posted a short story written a long time ago one night, and if you were interested, you can take a look, it's free anyway! (In addition, one night and then cheekily begged for a ticket to ask for love, a night mouth is really stupid, the last book has not asked for a ticket, so lonely to write, I hope this book is no longer so lonely, there can be some cute new or old love, dear Mo Da!) ）

Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's take a look at the wedge of mysteries first:

My name is Qiandieyi, since I was sensible, I have been the guardian saint of the butterfly spring under the peak of Cangshan Yunlong, my family is a huge family, but it is also an unusual family, my mother once told me that they are the descendants of the nobles of the Baizi King Sun more than a hundred years ago, because of the destruction of the Baizi Kingdom, they are incognito here, and with their respective talents into the Nanzhao King Palace to hold important positions.

And my mother is by virtue of her ineffective divination witchcraft ascended to the throne of the Nanzhao Kingdom, since she was the former king of the Ge Luo Feng as the witch queen of the Nanzhao Kingdom, she is the goddess of everyone, enjoying the most luxurious wealth, glory and power in heaven and earth, but she does not hesitate to give her everything, but squanders and does whatever she wants.

She has beauty, but she uses her beauty to deceive the hearts of handsome men one after another, she has wisdom, but she uses wisdom to specialize in all kinds of vicious spells and torture, she has power, but she uses power to constantly eat blood and kill.

Since I was five years old, I have seen more than once that she has chosen a pair of so-called divine sacrifices, but forced them to commit suicide by necking themselves in the White Tower Sacrifice Hall, and once, I accidentally broke into the sacrifice hall, and the blood of a pair of lovers splashed on my face, and I looked at my mother's laughing face, and felt a piercing pain for the first time.

That was the first time I began to wonder if she was my mother after all.

It is said that that woman went out to Nanzhao and brought a daughter back, I really don't know who gave birth to a wild seed?

My companions said that, and in my dreams, the ghostly woman said so, and I never doubted it, for she was my mother anyway.

"Mother, who is my father?" Whenever I asked my mother about this, she always replied, "You don't have a father." ”

"How can there be no father?" When I was a child, I asked, "Xiaoxia and Xiaoyu, they all have a father." ”

"But you didn't." My mother looked into my eyes and smiled, "If you really want it, I'll find you one." ”

"But I want my own father." I cried and asked, "Isn't it, my daddy, he doesn't want us anymore?" ”

"Yes." Mother's eyes sharpened, "Your father, he is not human, he doesn't want us for a long time, so from now on, you can only have a mother, not a father." ”

I couldn't help crying: "I want my daddy, I want my daddy......"

The mother's face changed drastically, and she asked, "Dieyi, isn't it, who said something in your ear?" ”

"Cousins and cousins said I was born to you and someone else...... of wild species......"

"Oh, is that them?" A vicious smile flashed on her mother's face, "That must be what your uncle and uncle told them!" She suddenly squatted down and smiled softly at me: "Dieyi, you must know that in this world, only our mother and daughter depend on each other, and the others are not important, but anyone who has insulted us, my mother will not let them have a good end." ”

At that time, I didn't understand what my mother meant by that, but when the charred bodies of those uncles and uncles were placed in front of me, I held my hair and let out a long scream, as if I had entered a nightmare again, helpless and frightened.

It was then that I began to hate my mother, and I avoided her presence, everything she had arranged for me, and even all the people who had anything to do with her. As a result, I became very withdrawn, rarely spoke, and among the four walls, reading and writing became my only companion in life.

However, it was from those Tang poems that I found my own ideal, and for that ideal, I began to plan to get out of my life with my mother.

In the ninth year of Tang Zhenyuan, the king of Nanzhao was looking for a friendship with the Tang Dynasty of the Central Plains Dynasty, and wanted to send a messenger to Chang'an with a token, but he was repeatedly robbed and killed by the Tubo thieves and did not know what to do. The king was troubled for a few days, and when I heard the news, I disguised myself as a famous doctor and entered the palace to cure the king with acupuncture, and the king's trust allowed me to relieve my worries, and I presented to the king a drawing that I had already made in mind, and suggested that the king send three messengers to Chang'an to meet the officials of the Tang Dynasty according to the route shown in the map, and send the dansha, silk, gold, and angelica, which symbolize the nakedness, the softness, the steadfastness, and the eternal belonging, to show sincerity.

But the king didn't know that I personally infiltrated the Tang Dynasty as a palace maid of the Tang Dynasty and met with Emperor Dezong of the Tang Dynasty. I saw that the emperor was annoyed by the invasion of Middle-earth by Tibet, so I took advantage of his worries and asked the emperor to reconcile with Nanzhao, although the emperor hesitated, but my words undoubtedly sowed a seed in his heart. The emperor praised my intelligence and ability to speak well, and promised me to meet in secret with Mount Tai, and I formally negotiated with the emperor as the princess of Nanzhao.

In the following year, the Tang Dynasty sent the envoy Cui Zuoshi to the city of Yangtho, the capital of the king of Nanzhao, and read out the edict of a friendly state with the Nanzhao on the palace, Wang Yue, and the envoy of the Tang Dynasty made an oath, that is, on that day, the king gave me the title of the great sacrifice of the Cangshan Shrine, and ordered me to pay tribute in the Cangshan Shrine to honor the alliance between the two countries.

The day of the memorial was a day that I will never forget, because on top of the memorial ceremony, I saw a person, a man who seemed to have passed through the third cycle of reincarnation to my heart. Just a hurried glance, my heart went with him, his long hair fluttering in the wind, his long clothes as white as snow, his eyes as bright as stars, and the faint smile on his face that has always changed, will be the picture scroll I have to trace all my life.

As a result, my dream has a clear outline, and that outline will be followed by me all my life. I have a collection of Li Bai's poems that I have always been tired of reading. Maybe he is the poem in my heart, he is the Li Bai in my heart, I will fantasize countless times, if I can see him again, what should I call him?

Maybe it's-

Li bai.

Perhaps it was the mercy of Heaven that I actually saw the god in my heart one day two years later. And that's where our story really begins......