In the spring of Tianbao's sixth year, Chang'an City was in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, and envoys and traders from various countries in the Western Regions gathered in the city, bringing excitement and prosperity to this oriental metropolis.

Tang Xuanzong started his side business in Liyuan, arranging and choreographing the music of neon clothes and feathers. As for the origin of such a divine comedy, later generations have different theories, and there are different versions and theories.

Of course, the most immortal saying is: one day the emperor rested in the dormitory, and unconsciously fell asleep, and suddenly saw himself standing in the Zichen Hall under the moonlit night, following the moonlight footsteps and staggering out, standing on the corridor of the palace, and seeing the full moon hanging in the sky.

There were clouds in the moonlight, and the markings on it seemed to be the legendary laurel tree and the moon palace, and the emperor stared at the moon palace, and the thoughts and longings in his heart—perhaps the longing for becoming immortals—were enough to make him lose himself for a while.

His expression gradually became trance-like, and the moon grew larger and larger in his eyes, and the escaping light gradually paved a path that paved down the billowing clouds to the front of the verandah of the palace and to his feet.

The Emperor forgot that this was a dream, and he looked down at the road beneath his feet, like silk hanging from the Moon Palace. He lifted his foot and stepped on it, feeling that his body barely weighed, and he didn't even feel solid under his feet. He walked forward, crossed the roof of the Daming Palace, crossed the floating clouds, and finally walked into the illusory and ethereal Moon Palace.

Fairy Chang'e led the palace maids to kneel at the gate of the palace, their posture was beautiful and vulgar, there had never been such a stunning color in the world, and even the people next to his pillow couldn't help but look vulgar compared to them.

Chang'e took him by the hand and walked forward, entering the main hall of the Moon Palace, where she served him to sit down in front of the screen and offer him wine made from osmanthus flowers. At this moment, the melancholy and boredom in the emperor's heart have long been thrown away, forgetting his country and foundation, and only the beauty that brought him illusory beauty and the warm fragrance of nephrite jade in front of him.

After a few glasses of wine, his body also became fluttering, Chang'e personally walked to the center of the hall and danced, the long water sleeves fluttered around the hall, her posture was like a swallow in the clouds, and it was like a phoenix flapping its wings and flying high. The palace ladies surrounded Chang'e, and the seamless heavenly clothes rolled up and drove the clouds, and the clouds rolled up under their feet.

This is in a real fairyland, and the eternity and beauty of this moment seem to have become eternal. His eyes were focused on the dance in front of him, wanting to take them to heart, to bring this fairy music dance to the world.

At the end of the song, the Emperor closed his eyes sleepily, and he did not expect to fall asleep, so that he would lose the opportunity to listen to the fairy music and watch the dance of the gods.

When he woke up again, he was still in front of him in the dark and cold Zichen Palace, with only the sleeping Yang Guifei beside him, and her drunken face was hidden in the quilt. The emperor stared around, the scene in his sleep was completely gone, and the fairies of the Moon Palace who danced in the wind seemed to be withdrawn from his brain, and there was almost no trace of impression, which made Li Longji extremely frustrated and melancholy.

The concubine who woke up in a daze wrapped her arms around his neck, looked up and saw the loss in the emperor's eyes, and she asked him eagerly what had happened.

The old emperor very much needed to confide in the loss in his heart, and told the concubine the contents of the dream 1510.

While Yang Yuhuan was jealous in his heart, he walked on the carpet barefoot, dancing in a red middle single, staring at the emperor's eyes with his eyes, hoping to find the feeling he wanted. Li Longji shook his head faintly, no matter how beautiful Yang Yuhuan's dance was, it couldn't match one-tenth of the dancing posture of the fairies in the dream realm. He wanted to restore it, but he only had a hazy feeling, and he couldn't even think of the dance charm.

Since then, the emperor has been seeking this dream, wanting to dream countless times, but he will never find the Moon Palace.

In the early autumn of a certain year, the emperor and his entourage went to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and settled in Sanxiangyi outside Luoyang City. It was also in that night that he could not sleep at night, so he came out of the quilt and put on his robe, and walked up the stairs of the palace to the top of the building, looking at the full moon in the distance.

However, the full moon soon disappeared into the clouds, and his mood became more and more melancholy, and he was about to turn his head back to rest, but he saw that the clouds in the distance had changed, and there seemed to be a light in the sky illuminating the night sky, like a blue-purple aurora. Beneath the rolling clouds stood a mountain, and the towers and palaces above the mountains were clearly visible.

This should be the legendary Nujishan, she has always had a mysterious veil and has never appeared in the eyes of the world. The emperor's heart was excited, this was not a dream, the legendary fairy mountain finally appeared in front of him, the fairies in front of the palace on the top of the mountain were dancing, and the dance they danced was the dance of the goddess in the moon palace he dreamed of.

Li Longji will never let go of the aura in front of him again, his wide-eyed and burning eyes have firmly remembered every movement and charm of the dance in his heart.

This reunion is a few years away from his dream of the Moon Palace, this long-lost emotion is like an unrequited love that has gone through the years, he found her charm, and he has to find a way to keep this charm by his side.

The emperor's artistic dream was finally realized, and when he returned to Chang'an, he immediately gathered musicians and maiko to begin the choreography and arrangement of the neon dress and feather dance, re-sketching the scenes he dreamed of and saw, and presented them on the stage.

After Li Siye heard such a legend in the palace, he deduced the story according to his three views, which was just the process of Li Longji's inspiration, and the so-called Moon Palace or the female mountains were just his imagination in the process of pursuing beauty. Every artist has a neurotic part, and the Emperor's search for dreams is the beginning of his illness and madness.

The madman had succeeded now, and then he hid himself in the deep palace and worked on it over and over again, making it more and more perfect. However, judging from the current emperor's anxiety, there is still a long way to go from the perfection in his heart.

Li Siye was fortunate enough to enter the pear orchard and began to appreciate the process of creating art by these male and female musicians and dancers, the emperor was right, these people were masters of music and dance, he only gave a little guidance, and they were able to understand it, which saved him a lot of effort.

Of course, his fast-paced dance was incompatible with He Nishang's feather dance, and the emperor asked him to choreograph another kind of dance music, and used drums and pipa to create another style of music, the rhythm is bright and intense, between the Qin King's Breaking Formation and the Lanling King's Breaking Formation.

The shuffling dance soon became popular in the palace, almost the same name as the Hu Xuan dance, and the sense of power brought by this dance made up for the shortcomings of the court dance in this regard. Even Concubine Mei Jiang Caiping also added the essence of it to her own amazing dance.

He still hopes to leave Chang'an as soon as possible and go to Tingzhou, compared with these people who pursue art, he is a ticket player, and his attitude is also a ticket player, what entertainment to death is completely inconsistent with the hidden worries in his heart.

However, before leaving, it is still necessary to appreciate the divine comedy and divine dance created by Li Longji's two mad states, and then go to the emperor to leave Chang'an.

He sat on the pavilion of the pear orchard with a sake jug in his hand, and on the pear wood platform below, there were three beautiful maiko dressed in men's clothes, and the front hem of the robe was constantly kicking up with the movement, and the scene was not too beautiful.

The maiko stopped dancing and ran to him, asking him about the essence of certain movements, and raised their little faces to concentrate like three delicate flowers.

Although he is near the water in the pear orchard, after all, people pass through the flowers, and it is the professionalism of the Le Yingjiang that the leaves do not stick to the body, and he is still in front of the emperor, so he needs to pay attention at all times.

The maiko went to dance again, and suddenly stopped, but saw a graceful and luxurious woman in plain clothes walking towards this side accompanied by a woman in green, Li Siye subconsciously felt that the two of them had a special identity, and stood up from the railing of the pavilion.

The two women stood still, and the lady in green raised her chin and asked him, "You are Li Siye who can dance shuffling?" ”