Chapter 0: Qingming Worship
In the tenth year of Chongwen, in the teahouse of the small town at the foot of the Tyumen Mountain, the storyteller vividly talked about the coup d'Γ©tat in the imperial palace ten years ago.
The royal secrets, which should have been forbidden to be passed on, are nothing more than the laughter of the spectators.
And the princess who was beheaded in half, together with the 1,396 personal guards who were unjustly killed at that time, was corrected and buried here after the liquidation of the change of dynasty half a month later. Each is a heroic soul and a shadow of the relatives.
The old man in the hall said the drama for half his life, and he shouted heavily: "I just said that this princess Changshan is a foreign surname, the queen's sister, why do you say that she is famous in the society?" Although there is a female official in our dynasty, it is difficult to have reusable materials, Princess Changshan was originally a rich lady, but she was born with a lot of talent, and she has a wide range of good talents in the world. Three times he went south to help the flood victims, and twice he traveled thousands of miles to help the westward army. Thirty-three articles of the law were repaired, the Qingmiao Law was abolished, and 12 corrupt high-ranking officials were beheaded. But thirty or four years old, born with the appearance of the second zhang, pulling out thousands of catties, knowing the language of beasts under the will of heaven, sword eyebrows and hand-long over the knees. Draw a bow of 300 catties, a lunar eclipse of grain of 300 stones, a drink of 3 catties of belly, and raise a sword to kill the enemy. β
Everyone applauded and cheered, "Good." β
The storyteller said: "It is said that in the sixth year of Chongwu in this dynasty, Princess Changshan disregarded the safety of her family and entered the palace to assassinate her with a foreign surname. With the death of the Son of Heaven, we will end our successive wars, and the taxes will be increased by eight times the suffering. However, he was victimized by the villain, and was immediately arrested by the King of Jin, and was beheaded in the lobby of the criminal department with the punishment of treason in less than three days. About half a month, His Majesty now found out that the original Princess Changshan was not assassinated, but was committed by the King of Jin, intending to cause a rebellion in the east of the water. It's a pity that Princess Changshan was loyal and made great contributions, but she ended up dead without a corpse. β
Sitting at a table under the stage was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a face like a goose egg. Hearing this, it was like the third time that I was surprised to knock over the tea bowl.
Du Jin wiped the water off the table for her, poured another bowl of tea and said, "What Mr. Storyteller said is naturally exaggerated. In this world, where did a woman of the size of the second zhang come from? β
The woman smiled and said, "Although Princess Changshan was not a top-notch beauty back then, she was also a rare heroic woman with a beautiful face. It is by no means the rough man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, as mentioned here. β
"Ten years ago, Han Su was only six years old and had never left the village. How do you know what Princess Changshan looks like? He said playfully.
Nie Hanshu smiled slightly: "I often see it in my dreams, isn't it?" What's more, this princess of Changshan, where does she really have such a great credit? It is probably an excessive fabrication by later generations. β
Du Jin also echoed: "You say it's reasonable, it's just a woman." It can't be so powerful, it's impossible. If there are no generals, soldiers, and princes, where are these stories, it is just a credit on the shoulders of men, and it is not a big deal. β
She was displeased, but she didn't argue, but quietly asked, "What about the merits of the queen's mother?" But that's what you said. β
Du Jin thought of what was widely spread in his hometown and county, and said solemnly: "Niangniang is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva of the Ming Dynasty, and the mother is blessed all over the world." Bless me with the wind and rain, and the country and the people are safe. This question should not be asked, but we will not listen to this book, so let's go back to the inn. He looked around, fearing that others would hear her rebellious words and cause him to be troubled.
She sneered for a while and said, "You go first, I'll go by myself for a while." β
Outside, there was a sudden spring rain, and the air was moist. Du Jin really left her behind and went back.
She walked to the door of the pawnshop with an oil-paper umbrella, and handed the shopkeeper the golden pearl in the mussel that she had picked by chance by the river three years ago, the pearl was the size of a lychee, round and shiny.
The shopkeeper was honest in his business, and he did not intend to bully her little girl, so he gave her three hundred pearls worth five hundred silver. He replaced it with gold and silver that he could carry with him, and then he went back with an umbrella.
I hired a green oil carriage, bought some incense, candles, and fireworks, and went to the mausoleum of Princess Changshan under the mountain outside the city. Half of the gold was sent out, and half an hour was given to worship. Even the guards looked at her with a strange look, who would allow a little woman to come to worship during the Qingming season.
The guards are lazy and the guards are lax. She also rested in front of the monument for a while, and when she lit the incense, it burned in the humid air.
She held a pot of wine, poured it on the ground, tilted her head and drank half of it, her face flushed.
Thinking sarcastically about Xiao Qiushui, the princess of Changshan, arrogant and clever since she was a child. I thought that I could change the perception of the world by myself. The best friend brother was framed by a traitor and died, and there was no body in the border gate, and there was nothing he could do. Tens of thousands of soldiers were almost wiped out, and there was nothing they could do, and in the end, they naively wanted to set up a new emperor, which affected the personal guards. I don't know if it's incompetent? Or stupid?
After the incense was gone, he said: "Qingming worshiped you, and I completely accepted my fate." Marry a woman and no longer ruin everything for those foolish attachments. It's good to be alive, isn't it? β
The heart is no longer higher than the sky, but bears the fate of luck thinner than paper.
She closed her eyes slightly, and her mind remembered what it had been. Even now, I feel that the failure at that time was a fortune, not a fate.
According to the outside world, Xiao Qiushui, the princess of Changshan, the daughter of the sky, is the queen's sister and has strong martial arts. Walking in the backyard of the court, the border fiefdom, the edge is unstoppable. In the end, because of the credulity of the villain, he turned his back on the tyrant who reused himself. Raise the flag to rebel, thinking of setting up a new king.
In the end, he became a pawn in the royal struggle for the throne and died in Huangquan.
The assassination is real, the rebellion is also real, and the collusion with the King of Jin is also true. Only this rehabilitation is inexplicable, and the mourning behind him is also inexplicable.
Perhaps it is the current emperor, Xiao Qiushui's mentor cares about the queen's pleas and the inseparable master-apprentice relationship, and wants to make up for something.
Or maybe it's the King of Jin who wants to be the emperor and wants to go crazy, and he needs some enough crimes to commit suicide. And Xiao Qiushui, the princess of Changshan, is meritorious, virtuous and popular. It can be used as the best pawn here, in the chaos of the strife of the nations, to inspire the determination of those soldiers who have received her favor on the border to win.
The legends about her are mythical or demonized. Even in the ten years after her death, she had to be sung, admired, scolded, and intimidated as a benevolent reputation that assisted the queen of the world.
Today's Nie Hanshu is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was promised a family in the village, and the son of Du Yuanwai, a wealthy family in the county, won the talented Du Jin. Han Su is beautiful and intelligent, and the elders in the village have benefited a lot, and the young people recognize her as a female gentleman. The older remembered her filial piety, which was also a good reputation.
mentioned it many times, and Du Jin, who had made an engagement, was willing to accompany her from Jiangnan.
The teenage village girl was stumped by a few hundred silver. Thousands of miles away, it was really just to say goodbye to fate in front of this tombstone. The butterflies that fluttered on the black robe on the night of the assassination flew away like swallowtails in front of the tomb.