Editing history: the opening inventory of the top ten emperors

"The chilling cicadas are miserable, it's late to the Changting Pavilion, and the showers have just stopped.

There is no clue in the tent of the capital, but at the place of nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges it.

Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke.

Reading to go, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the dusk is deep and the sky is wide.

Passionate has hurt parting since ancient times, and it's even more nagging, cold and cold!
Where to wake up tonight?Willow bank, dawn and waning moon.

This is going to be a good year.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell? "

There is almost no need for Qin Ji to elaborate on this poem.

Perhaps for a thousand people, there are a thousand Hamlets.

For some, it may just feel the perfection of the phrases used in this poem.

And some other people can feel the deep emotions contained in it.

After all, people are different.

But the feelings between people are rarely connected.

The status of this poem in the Ci world hardly needs too much elaboration.

Just because of Liu Yong, just because of Yu Linling, these add up to five words.

That's enough.

Sad, desolate.

Perhaps when hearing this poem, the mood of those women in the brothel is not much different from that of Liu Yong.

They can also feel the emotion contained in this poem, although perhaps.

This word is not about them.

But what does that matter?

Sometimes, it is possible to ignore some insignificant details.

It's an irrelevant thing.

Liu Yong left the capital and went to other places.

Going down the waterway, maybe he didn't even think that it would take ten years to go there.

Although I returned to the capital halfway, but the old people were scattered, and the tea was cold.

But he didn't let Liu Yong stay here any longer.

He was just walking, like a very confused person, moving forward in the darkness.

There are many flowers around him, and countless people around him are envious of it.

But unfortunately it is.

He still can't find his own direction, just like a Mongolian boy in the dark.

This is an extremely cruel thing.

Because he is alive, like a walking dead.

He thinks that his birth is not just about the so-called writing and singing.

It is the ultimate dream of all literati.

However, his dream and his way forward have been completely cut off, and he can't see the future and the end at all.

For a talented person like Liu Yong.

This is an extremely cruel thing.

However, he had to bear this matter and go on, he wanted to keep himself alive, at least, he didn't want to die.

So under such circumstances, he continued to linger in the brothel.

He will write lyrics and music for almost all the girls who have been with him.

One by one, the girls rose to fame under his command.

He sometimes feels happy, but it seems that happiness is nothing more than that.

He knew a lot of people, those who were famous all over the world, he knew them all.

Li Shishi, Zhao Xiangxiang, and Xu Dongdong were all famous people for a while.

But he has the best and closest relationship with Liu Qi.

Obscene words, pornographic songs.

Maybe Liu Yong himself is chewing on the meaning of this sentence sometimes.

He knows that his style of writing and his actions are not liked by others.

He is not a one-sided person, people are complex.

One part of him may be filled with obscene words and songs, but what cannot be erased is another part.

That was more of what he saw.

Where there is well water, you can chant Liu Ci.

This is not a world that obscene words and pornographic songs can reach.

The lyrics and music that can really reach this world can only make the lyrics and music that can really enter the hearts of the public.

Yu Linling was his turning point, but it was also the turning point of his lyrics.

He has written many lyrics, and the ones he is known for are probably those written for prostitutes in brothels.

"I don't regret the fact that the belt is getting wider and wider. It's something that makes people haggard for Yixiao."

But he didn't stop there.

In Song Ci, above the long tune.

Liu Yong has his crown.

Even if it's just about temperament, regardless of style.

This word is even enough to compete with the head of the water tune.

"Facing the twilight, the rain sprinkled the river and the sky, and it cleared up the autumn. The frost and the wind were bleak, the Guanhe was cold, and the building was left in the afterglow. It was a place where the red was fading and the green was fading, and the things were resting. Only the Yangtze River flowed eastward without words.

I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at my hometown for a long time, it's hard to stop thinking about it.Sigh the traces of the years, what is the pain to stay.I want to see a beautiful woman make up the building, but I miss it a few times, and the sky will return to the boat.Fighting to know me, leaning against the railing pole, I am so worried! "

This is the Eight Tones of Ganzhou written by Liu Yong. Is this an obscene song?
Maybe not necessarily.

He didn't keep wasting, the world will always project a ray of light for those who keep going.

Renzong came to power.

And introduced a new policy.

That is Guangkai Enke. At the same time, if it is not the first place before, the probability of this time will be much higher.

So 51-year-old Liu Yong.

In the twilight years of life.

Finally, he has reached the achievement that he once thought was nothing more than this, but then dreamed of.

High school.

Somewhat embarrassing.

This moment has come, it seems a bit late.

But for Liu Yong, it's not too late!

As long as he is still alive, it is never too late!

This was something he had dreamed of, and now that it really happened, he would never miss this opportunity.

He went to Yuhang to become the county magistrate.

He went to the saltworks as a salt supervisor.

He went to many places and served as many petty officials.

His official career along the way was not very smooth, although he did a good job.

Although those places are actually far inferior to those in the brothel, whether it's food, drink, or company.

But at this time, Liu Yong is as sweet as wine.

20 years time.

He can finally do what he once wanted to do most.

What used to be romantic has become a thing of the past.

He became a real good officer.

Although not as he initially said.

A gentleman in white.

But... isn't this also for the benefit of the people?
He's doing well, very well.

Until the age of 71.

He died penniless.

Unfortunately, nothing happened as rumored.

There is no such thing as no one to be buried after death, so the prostitutes in the brothel spontaneously raised money to see Liu Qi off.

There is no brothel closed for a few days to miss him.

Not to mention the so-called stories of famous courtesans hanging from willows.

He died that way, simply.

It was Wang Anshi's younger brother, and Wang Anli paid for his burial.

He just left.

He may still be quite happy, because at least, in the last 20 years of his life.

In the struggle, he finally found the ultimate meaning of his life.

He knows that many people will remember him.

He originally thought that it might be the common people he once ruled.

But in the end, it turned out to be his absurd past 20 years ago.

All that has evolved into countless stories.

Let people prefer to believe that he is a prodigal son who will always linger in the flowers.

He has countless stories with countless brothel prostitutes.

After his death, the famous prostitutes buried him, the famous prostitutes cried for his grave, and the famous prostitutes chose to close their business to commemorate him.

Although none of this happened, in the eyes of many people, this may be an extremely true story.

Life, sometimes really makes people feel helpless.

Maybe it's because there are too many people who are good officials.

And the person who has such a close relationship with the prostitutes in the brothel.

But it's because there are too few.

People always like legends.

And very coincidentally.

Liu Yong's life was full of legends.

The only thing I don't know is whether he is willing to have this color, so strong.