Author: Chen Zhuanli
I am Daji, a wandering ghost trapped in the Forgotten River.
Meng Po once held the soup in her hand and persuaded me to drink it. I don't want to swallow it, not for fear of scattering my soul and reincarnating in the Heavenly Dao, but I am afraid of drinking that bowl of soup, so that I will meet him in my next life and never know him again...
Meng Po said, don't drink the water of forgetting worries, just jump into the river, jump down, suffer all the torture, you will not forget your past life, wait for thousands of years, reincarnate, look for the son you have in mind... I am not afraid to forget the thousand years of destruction and waiting in Kawa Hanoi. So, dressed in that red coat, I jumped into the rolling river... Just to, meet him, tell him the story of a girl named Daji, she, not the bad girl that people say...
<h1 class = "pgc-h-arrow-right" > (1) At the age of sixteen, the blessing has not yet arrived, but the misfortune has arrived</h1>
I am the daughter of Hou Suhu of Jizhou, and I have an older brother who assists my father in handling tribal affairs. I, xiqin and good at dancing, my father regarded me as a pearl in his palm.
That spring, the willows were green and red, the warblers were singing and dancing, I was playing by the stream, I met a son who was playing on the water, the piano sound was faint, the scenery was picturesque, and I couldn't help but dance... The man in white looked up and made eye contact with me. He, his eyes like a torch, stood up, Yushu Linfeng, a voice: "Girl", my cheeks are also like a rainbow.
In the spring and summer, we often meet unexpectedly, and the feelings are unconsciously secretly born, he is the son of the Xi Bohou family, he said that he will marry me in the next spring! There is no oath, but it is already rock solid.
At the end of that summer, the sky seemed to have been poked by someone, and the rain poured down day and night. After the heavy rain stopped for the rest of the month, the autumn rain began to flow continuously. Father led the tribesmen to ask the gods, turtle shell divination, all ways to exhaust, still frown tightly locked. After the rain completely stopped, the Shang King Di Xin sent people to constantly urge confessions, where did his father have any rare treasures? Autumn grain grain has not been harvested, the only summer grain is not enough for the tribesmen to live, where is there any grain and wine to offer to the Shang King Di Xin?
His father's delay completely angered Di Xin, who personally led an army to attack our tribe. In that battle, Di Xin fought very proudly, the tribesmen starved and fought, countless deaths and injuries, blood flowed, father, my father for the survival of the tribesmen, knelt down to beg for forgiveness, sacrificed the only cattle and sheep and grain in the tribe... Di Xin laughed wildly, standing in front of the tribesmen, crazy and arrogant, triumphant, his wolf-like gaze, searching for prey in the crowd... Suddenly, he fixed his gaze on my face, greedy and vicious! Poor my father, after pleading bitterly, sacrificed his beloved daughter to save the tribe... I was sixteen that year!
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > (ii) I am a mortal fetus, not a fox demon</h1>
Sixteen-year-old me, meeting Di Xin, who is in his sixties, is the greatest disaster in my life. In his palace, the beauty is like a cloud, like a star in the sky, and the number cannot be counted. He can't live without women, but he doesn't cherish any woman. He could enjoy a woman at night, or he could kill her after he was done because the woman had an unsatisfactory look.
I was a clever girl, carefully serving Di Xin, saying what he wanted to hear, singing beautiful songs, and for many nights, I lay under him, ravaged by him, dripping blood inside, but I had to pretend to be intoxicated...
Di Xin was belligerent, and after many years of war in the East and the West, he ignored the death of the common people, and the people complained; Di Xin was suspicious, credulous, and killed loyal subjects; Di Xin was cruel, carried out the punishment of cannon burning, and dug up the fetus in the belly of a pregnant woman; Di Xin was desolate, built a wine pond meat forest, and men and women ran naked in it...
In order to survive, in order to keep my tribe from being attacked by Di Xin, I forced a smile next to Di Xin, even though I knew that my beloved Gongzi was killed by Di Xin, wearing a red dress that Di Xin liked, dancing madly for Di Xin, in vertigo, I vaguely saw the Prince's qingjun face, heart, was torn...
When did people around me say that I was a fox demon and had no humanity. I don't defend, I can't argue, I still please Di Xin, just so as not to be killed by him!
I am just a mortal flesh, a woman who lives in humiliation for the sake of the tribesmen, I can't influence Di Xin's actions, and my careless advice will only be the result of an instant human head landing, so in the face of all the actions of Di Xin, I am just silent.
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > (3) Fang Guoqun attacked, and Di Xin pulled me to die in the sea of fire</h1>
Di Xin's various evil deeds had already led to the dissatisfaction of all the countries, and they united one after another, under the leadership of Ji Chang, the Marquis of Xibo, to launch an attack. When my father sent someone to secretly tell me such news, I cried with joy. Finally, you can live against your wishes, and you don't have to live in fear anymore!
I am seventeen years old, and when my son said that he wanted to marry me, and my son had already drunk Meng Po soup and forgotten the promise of the previous life, my heart was like a knife, and tears were rolling! However, I still longed to live, to return to my father and brother alive, to return to the tomb of my son, to sing and dance for him, to plant flowers and grass for him.
All the countries united and attacked with overwhelming force, and the army of the Shang Dynasty was scattered and vulnerable, and they turned against each other...
The sound of fighting was incessant, and the palace was in chaos, and the cries and shouts were mixed together. The city was broken, and Di Xin knew that he would be doomed, so he pulled me and walked towards Lutai. Still carved beams and paintings, still pavilions, and lutai built at a huge cost, it was once a place where I accompanied Emperor Xin to find pleasure, and now, he pulled me, what was his intention? I panicked, even more frightened!
I don't know when, a flame burst up, burning more and more vigorously, Di Xin said, Daji, let's go together! I wanted to break free of Di Xin's hand, but he pulled tighter and tighter, and sneered and said, "Daji, you are so beautiful, the king is reluctant to do it!"
I was dragged into the fire, and in the distance, there was the cry of the broken city...
From entering the palace to dying, in just one year, I was forced to commit myself to Di Xin, who was older than my grandfather, and live carefully. Di Xin was cruel and absurd, and made the people unhappy, so why should he blame me? Say I'm a fox demon and confuse the king? In a year's time, there are countless harem beauties, the self-absorbed, absurd Di Xin, night and night to change brides, is it possible for me to influence? What else can I do but dance a few songs to satisfy Di Xin's desires?
I have seen my son come and go several times in Nai Ho Bridge, he no longer knows me, does not remember me, and I am still trapped in the Forgotten River, waiting for rebirth, so as to go to the vast sea of people, find the former son, tell a story, tell him, Daji, not a bad girl!
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