Just after turning into the pavilion, Li Shimin saw a graceful figure, reclining on the railing. She held a palace fan and looked at the lake alone.
In a trance, Li Shimin felt that this back shadow was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. He was like a demon, and he actually lifted his feet and stepped forward.
The woman seemed to be waiting for someone, heard footsteps, and called softly: "Lang Jun." The voice was soft as water, slightly with a little disgust, and as soon as she turned her head, Li Shimin's mind instantly became a blank.
She was beautiful, graceful and calm, without the slightest hint of pyrotechnics. That soft look, like a soft little hand, gently brushed Li Shimin's face.
Time seemed to have stopped, and Li Shimin lost his soul and stood stupidly, unable to say a word.
"Good disciple? So rude! Zhou Shi, the grandmother who hurried to come, stopped drinking and woke up the obsessive Li Shimin.
That year, Li Shimin was fifteen years old, heroic and vigorous, and his flesh and blood were strong. Because he participated in Yang Guang's crown prince canonization ceremony, he rushed to Chang'an City with his father.
That was the first time he loved a woman, however, she had already married a woman, and her husband was no one else, it was Yang Guang, the current prince.
By generation, he should have called her "aunt."
Western Liang, the delivery room, Emperor Xiaoming paced in the palace, and the eunuchs also ran dozens of times to the empress palace, but the child just did not come out.
It had been three days, and the queen had fainted several times, so why was this child so stubborn? When the child finally fell to the ground, the palace people came to report, but it was a daughter, and Emperor Xiaoming's face could not help but sink.
The customs of the land of Jiangnan, women are particularly taboo two points, one, belongs to the sheep, two, born in February. It is rumored that Xiao Yang's life is thin, and his birth in February is very unlucky.
This daughter is all occupied.
Emperor Xiaoming did not even look at this daughter, so he said, "Send it to the Six Kings and His Wife." Who knows, it has not been a year, the Six Kings and his wife have both contracted the disease, and they have died.
Emperor Xiaoming sighed, really unconscious. At this time, the empress's younger brother Zhang Ke, but did not shy away from this at all, asked Emperor Xiaoming to ask for the child and bring it back to the palace to raise.
Zhang Ke also gave this baby girl a nice name: Beautiful Lady. Soon, Emperor Xiaoming heard that the child was very beautiful, only 3 years old, and he made up pink and jade, attracting people's pity.
Xiao Meiniang was only fifteen years old, and a big thing happened in Xiliang.
On that day, emissaries from the Sui Dynasty came to the Liang Dynasty to ask for a concubine for their second son, the King of Jin. The messenger was followed by a prophet.
Emperor Xiaoming was overjoyed, smiled and took out the eight characters of the princesses, and asked the confessor to unite with the princesses for the King of Jin. Emperor Xiaoming thought that with so many princesses, how could they choose one?
Who knows that after a circle is closed, everyone is an unlucky gua elephant. Emperor Xiaoming only wanted to lift the table, but the messenger slowly cocked the orchid finger: "I heard that there is a princess on the junshang, but she is raised outside." ”
Empress Zhang snorted, "I'm just afraid that the dead man has a thin life and can't bear the blessings of the princess." The messenger unhurriedly took a sip from the teacup and said, "Good tea." Then, the conversation turned sharply: "Please come and join it."
Emperor Xiaoming made a look, and the grand eunuch rushed out.
When Xiao Meiniang came to the front of the temple, although the coarse cloth was thorny, she could not hide a bright light. The messenger smiled and signaled, and the devotee immediately began to merge the eight characters of the two people, and the result came out, and it was actually Shangshang Daji.
The faces of the princesses looked as if they had eaten earth.
Soon, Emperor Xiaoming and the empress both left the city and sent their daughters to the Sui Kingdom. That was the closest Xiao Meiniang had been to her parents, and since then, she had gone their separate ways and never saw each other again.
Yang Guang, the King of Jin, was gentle and generous, but he was a humble gentleman, and Xiao Meiniang was very happy. She embroidered, and he threaded her on the side. She drank tea, and he ordered someone to serve the matching tea fruit. She cooled down, and he quietly lit a pot of benzoin to let her sleep peacefully.
Every time Xiao Meiniang thinks about these three good times, she feels that she has cultivated great virtue in her previous life. However, doom is like a shadow of the sun, always there, never leaving.
Three years after the opening of the emperor, the father-in-law Emperor Wen of Sui had a strange dream, saying that the gods of heaven would descend on the Yang family. Princess Xiao Meiniang of Jin was pregnant.
When she told her husband happily, Yang Guang had a solemn face: "Beautiful lady, I want to take the wife." This world is mine, and I will be the emperor."
Xiao Meiniang was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground, yang Guangyi picked her up: "What? Are you not happy? After the fact, you will be the queen? ”
Xiao Meiniang tried her best to squeeze out a faint smile: "I am so happy." No, I'm so happy." Xiao Meiniang explained incoherently, but Yang Guang hugged her: "Our son is the future prince."
Xiao Meiniang's heart sank: What if it is a daughter?
Soon, Emperor Wen of Sui sent a message and took Xiao Meiniang back to Daxing Palace. And Xiao Meiniang finally lived up to expectations and gave birth to her eldest son Yang Zhao. The following year, she gave birth again, and in the third year gave birth to her eldest daughter, Princess Nanyang.
However, Xiao Meiniang's heart was bitter and astringent. On the one hand, she needed to constantly get pregnant and give birth to the yang family's heirs, and on the other hand, she also had to help the King of Jin to contact various factions and entrap them under her husband's banner.
Every time, when Emperor Wen of Sui and Empress Dugu sent people to visit the couple, Xiao Meiniang had to stage a happy drama of husband singing and singing with women.
And her husband Yang Guang is like a changed person, leaving early and returning late, even at home, he is not guarded, and his brows are wrinkled. Xiao Meiniang understood that all this, her husband's heart had flown.
She suddenly remembered her childhood, never to see her parents, and occasionally, her uncle would get back a pitiful reward, and he would joyfully tell her that it was given by her biological father.
But she was content, because her uncle and aunt loved her like their own daughters. Although eating and wearing is simple, the family is harmonious and peaceful, and it is happy and harmonious.
Nowadays, Yang Guang is busy with his "great cause", and he can't even tell the difference between his own children, so why talk about the love of husband and wife? Xiao Meiniang's heart seemed to have cracked a big hole, and a cold wind was bubbling from inside.
She was sick, unconscious, and had a constant fever. Occasionally, when she opened her eyes, Xiao Meiniang thought: Maybe, dying like this, is it also a relief?
On that day, her uncle and aunt came to see her and said to her with tears in their eyes: "Child, if you want to cry, cry out, right?" Bodhisattvas will hear. ”
Xiao Meiniang could no longer bear the bitterness of her stomach, crying like tears, and the heavens and the earth changed color. Subsequently, Xiao Meiniang fell into a deep sleep, and after three days, she was well.
When Xiao Meiniang was thirty-five years old, her husband Yang Guang was promoted to prince, and she became a princess. Four years later, Yang Guang succeeded to the throne and announced to the world that Xiao Meiniang became empress.
However, the vast palace was so miserable. Only on major New Year's Festivals, or when the envoys of fan state came to the court, Xiao Meiniang could see her husband.
She understood that what she could give, he gave her, and what could not be given, could not be obtained by force. Therefore, Xiao Meiniang was very quiet, and it was none of her business whether the harem was a thousand-foot wave or a gentle breeze.
She just eats her fast, she just reads her Buddha, and the next to her, or go with the flow.
But she never expected that Yu Wenhua and this old thief had actually conspired against the Yang family. And she, who has already become a grandmother, has actually become the "pet concubine" of Yuwen's old thief.
Originally, she had planned to have a white aya, but looking at her grandson who had just been able to walk, Xiao Meiniang's heart softened. For the sake of the Yang clan's bloodline, quan and patience for a while.
However, in half a year, Dou Jiande killed Yu Wenhua and abducted Xiao Meiniang. At this time, Xiao Meiniang hated not being able to pick up the hairpin and scratched her own face.
Dou Jiande said that Xiao Meiniang's face was unforgettable, and the most important thing was her supple character and empathetic intelligence, which was really unbearable.
As soon as this remark came out, it quickly spread like wildfire, so ashamed that Xiao Meiniang hated not being able to jump into the well. However, Dou Jiande spoiled her and could hardly leave her, even if Xiao Meiniang washed her face with tears, she could not attract his displeasure.
Seeing that Xiao Meiniang was depressed and emaciated, Dou Jiande tried his best to please her, but there was no response. Unexpectedly, things turned around and there was a turnaround.
Suddenly, a large army outside the saiwai suppressed the situation, pointing out the name and surname, and asking Dou Jiande to hand over Xiao Meiniang, otherwise, it would be a sword and soldier to meet each other. Dou Jiande was terrified and rushed back to the palace.
He thought that the woman he couldn't get was also unattainable, so Dou Jiande drew his sword. Unexpectedly, Xiao Meiniang let out a long cry, extended her neck, and then slowly closed her eyes.
Looking at this face that fell into the country, Dou Jiande woke up and sent Xiao Meiniang to the Khan's tent as quickly as possible.
Originally, I thought that my wife was chosen by thousands of people, and it was natural to look beautiful. Who would have thought that when he saw an elderly Empress Xiao, he actually couldn't hold on to her and strengthened her.
Back outside, as soon as I saw Xiao Meiniang's expression and demeanor, I understood everything.
She advised her: "Sister-in-law, go with the flow, right?" Although this side is more difficult, in the end it is still worry-free. Xiao Meiniang smiled bitterly: "Yicheng, how did you come over all these years?" ”
His eyes were red, and he smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, de empty, will you tell me more about those Buddhist scriptures?" ”
Xiao Meiniang responded with tears. A year later, Chuluo Khan died of illness, and his son, the newly succeeded Khan, took Xiao Meiniang into his harem.
After all, the custom here is such that when a father dies, a son can marry a mother.
Twelve years, exactly twelve years, when Xiao Meiniang thought that in this life, she would die of old age, Li Shimin came.
Naturally, there must be a big war between the two sides. When Xiao Meiniang saw the spirited Li Shimin, she thought that the tribulations of this life and this life were about full.
However, after the screen retreated, the heat and wildness in Li Shimin's eyes made Xiao Meiniang understand that beauty was a curse of constant reincarnation for her.
Xiao Meiniang smiled, laughing with a spring breeze, no heart and no lungs. Three months later, Li Shimin issued a decree that Xiao Meiniang should be made Zhaorong and live in the Hall of Eternal Life.
Twenty-one years after Zhenguan, Empress Xiao died without illness at the age of eighty-one.
Li Shimin buried her with the courtesy of empress dowager Yang Guang at the side of the Sui Emperor Yang Guang, with the courtesy name "愍". And the original meaning of 愍 means: worry, pain.
Is Li Shimin sad about Xiao Meiniang's death, or is her life painful? That's not clear.
When I read "Sui and Tang Dynasty", I was really saddened by Xiao Meiniang's encounter. Chinese said that since ancient times, there is no beauty more suitable for this sentence except For Empress Xiao.
Probably, she should be the woman who has dealt with the emperor the most in history, right?
However, it is also true that the beauty of jiangnan since ancient times, and there are Qin Huai Bayan in later generations, which is enough to support it. The beauty of jiangnan women, the gentleness and loveliness, the land of China, indeed no region can surpass.
However, the red face and thin life are like a curse, like a shadow. For Xiao Meiniang, the color of the city brings, in addition to the glory and wealth, it is more of a turbulent displacement and a lifetime of humiliation.
Accidentally turned to Yang Guang's posthumous document of pardoning the world and informing the world, which contained the following sentences: Concubine Xiao Shi, Yu Yu Chengxun, Female Dao Kexiu, Yi Zheng Zheng Xuan, Shi Hong Rou Sect, can be made empress.
This means that my concubine Xiao Meiniang, following the teachings of the elders and keeping the virtues of women, is very suitable for being the right lady of the harem to educate the women of the world, so I have made her my empress.
If Yang Guang had not died, would he have wept bitterly when he learned of the various encounters of his wife Xiao Meiniang?