Text: Columnist of the History of Traversal Reading
Everyone is the only one in history and can change history when appropriate. Of course, you're particularly good at something, and you're more likely to change the world.
Today, listen to the story of my Wang Zhaojun, I am a real being. Of course, there are also absurd wild history rumors.
As soon as you enter the palace, the door is as deep as the sea, and you don't see the king coming by the window.
The seven-foot boy has no ability, and a female stream has a bosom.
The Long Hall first saw Cheng Yong farewell and left the rouge bronze mirror platform.
At this point, the desert is lonely, and the mink is no longer returned.
Wang Zhaojun, date of birth and death unknown, was born around 52 BC and died in 15 BC (also said to be 1 AD).
Real name: Wang Fan, Wang Yan
Nicknames: Ming Concubine, Ming Jun, Ning Hu Fu Clan
Milk name: Haoyue
Ethnicity: Han Chinese
Font size: Zhaojun
Era: Western Han Dynasty
Birthplace: Shu Commandery (present-day Xingshan County, Yichang City, Hubei)
Main works: "Grievances"
Major achievements: Pro-Xiongnu, maintaining stability in Sino-Hungarian relations for half a century
Spouse: Hu Han evil single Yu, compound strain tired Ruo Yan Shan Yu
Descendants: Yi Tu Zhi Shi Shi, Shu Bu Ju Ci, Dang Yu Ju Ci
01, celebrities are born extraordinary
I was born in a place called Zigui in the famous Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, where the rivers are turbulent, roaring and long, the cliffs on both sides of the strait, strange rocks and phosphorus, during the Warring States period, there was a famous figure here, that is, Qu Yuan, who has always been my idol.
I was born in the glorious heyday of the Han Dynasty, the people were well clothed, my parents took my brother Wang Sa, the new brother Wang Sa, and me, to make a living by farming, and occasionally my father pulled fibers for the boats that traveled up the river to supplement the family.
Although life is hard, the whole family is harmonious and happy, there is no dispute with the world, and it always maintains the tradition of the ancestors and the respected poetry of the people.
Farm work was basically not my turn to do, and in addition to learning some girls' skills with my mother, my father insisted that I read and write.
This is also the starting point for changing my life values, my world is different, I know Qu Yuan. I learned patriotism, I understood detachment, and I learned romance.
Although the countryside is remote, it is a beautiful mountain and water, and I was born with a very good demeanor and has long been famous.
02, the court intrigues and fights with the beauty of the lone mourning
Beauty lives in the boudoir, and the appearance is drunk.
Drafted into the harem, hatefully silent.
The warm spring flowers are stunning, and the Emperor of dusk is salivating.
And pro-chemical gango, the little girl dares to go out.
Emperor Liu Yi (shì) of the Han Dynasty built the first year of the Zhao Dynasty, and the next edict collected beautiful women from all over the world to supplement the harem, and I was only 14 years old at that time and was elected to the palace.
I don't need to say much about that little thing in the court, and everyone understands it. The number of beautiful women selected from all over the country to enter the palace was not one thousand but eight hundred, and Liu Yi simply could not choose them one by one. So he ordered the painter Mao Yanshou and other portraits for Liu Yi to see.
The powerful and powerful people in the capital and the rich and noble families all tried their best to bribe Mao Yanshou and paint themselves more beautifully.
Only I was shy and shy, and I didn't care about it. As a result, my portrait was very mediocre, and a huge black mole was lit on the cheek, and it is said that after Liu Yi saw it, he not only judged me to be ugly, but also thought that I was an unkind woman.
So, for five years, I did not see the king by the window, and I was still a palace maid waiting for the commandment.
Of course, I have not been in vain in the past five years, and the big platform of the court can be regarded as your current upper class.
Although entering the palace is an unexpected choice in life, if you want to go further on this road, it is to get the favor of the emperor.
For five years, in addition to some light work in the palace, most of my spare time was spent reading and writing, singing and dancing, studying music and painting, constantly enriching myself, honing myself, pastime the loneliness and loneliness of the long night, waiting for the opportunity, and realizing my dreams.
Dreams always come together unexpectedly, although they are not the original dreams.
In the first month of 33 BC, the Xiongnu came to the court alone, and at that time the Xiongnu were very fierce, and Liu Yi could not do anything with them. Asking to marry a Han Chinese, that is, to be a peacemaker.
During the reign of Emperor Gaozu of Han, Lou Jing had proposed peace, but Empress Lü had only one daughter, and could not bear to marry her far away from Fanbang, so she found a daughter of Liu Clan to pretend to be a princess to marry the Xiongnu, and it has since become a stereotype.
Because the Xiongnu At that time, Shan Yu was interested in he and qinda, after the death of Han Gaozu's ancestor Liu Bang, Mo Dun Shan Yu actually proposed to Lü Hou, and Lü Hou was helpless, and once again let Liu Shizong's daughter pretend to be a princess to marry Mo Dun, officially embarking on the road of maintaining peace and tranquility on the frontier.
In the past five years, I have not had the day of the beginning, and I feel that the opportunity has come, and perhaps the responsibility has come.
Since I understood the history of the previous period and my relatives, I automatically asked for help and was willing to leave other places.
Of course, after this lustful Liu Yi saw the portrait, he agreed to it in one bite.
Shan Yu was very happy and wrote to express his willingness to keep plugging the border forever.
Before, I used to marry the king of fan under the impersonation of the princess of the clan lord, but I took on the task of peace and affection as a people's daughter, so it particularly aroused the sympathy and concern of the people, and became a well-known event, and the literati and inkers also described, chanted, and admired, so that my deeds were widely circulated, passed down from generation to generation, and women and children were well known, of course, it was also mixed with some obscene history.
03, the drive of history embarked on the journey of the unknown
Parting intentions in the heart, lonely lights between cows and horses.
Helpless bitter tears, only cold moon companion.
The smoke outside the plug is straight, and the cooking fire in the central plains is chaotic.
Volunteered to go to the Xiongnu, and did not turn the goose.
When I met Liu Yi, it was also the day of farewell.
Such a worldly beauty, the entire harem actually concealed the emperor for five years. This harem's intrigue, I don't need to say it.
For five years, I have been living for this man, always looking forward to meeting and blessing him.
When Liu Yi saw my eyes, the whole person was confused, but I became someone else's bride.
The "Miscellaneous Records of Xijing" records that Mao Yanshou, Chen Chang and other painters became Liu Yi's gas pumps, and he was convicted of cheating the king, and there was no forgiveness for killing.
Therefore, the folk deduced the history of the gossip that was ravaged by Liu Yi before I went out.
Of course, do I still have a chance to hang out with Liu Yi, you think for yourself.
The road ahead is vast and unknown, and I don't know when I will be able to return to my hometown.
I bid farewell to my homeland and headed north. Along the way, the yellow sand rolled and the horses hissed and geese chirped, and I was upset, so I immediately played "Grievances".
Autumn wood, its leaves wilted yellow, there are birds in the mountains, gathered in Basang.
Nurturing hairy feathers, describing the light, having to walk the clouds, upstream curved room.
The palace is deserted, the body is destroyed, the mind is not sinking, and the jaw is not allowed.
Although I have been entrusted with birds and have trepidations in my heart, I am alone, and my comings and goings have become more and more frequent.
Flying swallows, distant Xiqiang, high mountains and e'e, river water.
The father is shy and the mother is shy, the obstacle is long, the whining is mourning, and the sorrow is sad.
The poignant and pleasant sound of the piano makes the wild geese flying south forget to swing their wings and fall on the flat sand, which is what you know as the pingsha falling goose.
Falling goose thus became the elegant name of my King Zhaojun.
04, the wild birth of the barbarian foreign land shattered the dream of returning to the hometown
In 33 BC, I came to the Xiongnu, married Huhan Evil Shan Yu, and gave birth to a son, named Yi Tu Zhi Lingshi, and later became the King of the Xiongnu Right Day.
Just three months after I arrived at the Court of the Xiongnu King, Liu Yi, in his thoughts and chagrin, was sick and dragged to the early summer, collapsing in the dazzling of durian flowers.
Three years later, Hu Han died, and according to the nomadic custom of accepting the marriage system, the father died, and the wife and the stepmother. I should remarry my husband Jun's eldest son.
In the world of my understanding, it is the deep-rooted ethical relationship between my Han people.
I couldn't stand it, so I wrote to the Han court to ask for return, but what was waiting for me was the order of the Han Cheng Emperor: "From Hu Customs."
Helpless, I could only bear the burden of humiliation, and I married the new single Yu Fu Zhu.
So, the long days of depression began to erode my immaculate heart little by little.
Born in the wrong times, doing things that I can't help myself, heaven will understand your suffering, and I often comfort myself with this.
However, after all, I was still a mortal in the flesh, and I could never heal the stabbed soul. Eleven years later, Shan Yu also died. He and I left two second daughters, the eldest daughter named Su Bu Ju second, and the second daughter named Yu Ju second. "Juji" means princess.
At this time, it was the first year of the Hancheng Emperor Hongjia, that is, 20 BC, and I was already thirty-three years old, which should have been a brilliant year, but I had little life to speak of.
Here again comes the history of the wild, saying that I am married again, and the object is the eldest son of the compound plant, my titular grandson.
I finally couldn't bear it, completely collapsed, and chose to take poison and kill myself.
This is untrue. The rules of the Xiongnu are only the custom of the father marrying the mother after death, and there is no rule of marrying the grandmother.
However, one account of later generations is that I did die shortly thereafter.
Another account is that I lived until I was 53 years old, which was a very long life at the time.
Of course, the mission is on the body, and we must not slacken off at all times. After that, there was no bondage of remarriage, and actively participated in the political activities of the Xiongnu, and the relationship between the Xiongnu and the Han Court once again reached its peak.
My brother was a marquis in the Han court and was ordered to send envoys to the Xiongnu many times, and I also arranged for my two daughters to go to Chang'an to serve the empress dowager.
This empress dowager was the empress of Emperor Yuan of Han, and she had a famous nephew Wang Mang.
Later, it was this Wang Mang who once again destroyed the relationship with the Xiongnu, and my efforts were destroyed, and the peaceful years were destroyed, so I died in a miserable and desperate state.
After I died, I was buried on the south bank of the Dahei River, the cemetery is still there, on the bank of the Yellow River fifty miles southwest of Baotou in present-day Inner Mongolia, it is said that after the autumn, the grass outside the plug is yellow, but the grass on my tomb is green, so it is called "Qingjia".