Chapter 64
One step out, time flows back like water.
Under the sun, gods are luxurious.
Yi Ze broke into these layers of palaces, stepped into the core of the world, the imperial city of God.
Here is the palace of Empress Wu Zetian, the most heavily guarded place in the world.
Walking in the flat corridor, there are painted red columns on both sides, matched with beautiful trees and verdant trees, exotic flowers and plants.
Through the corridor, not far from both sides, you can see strange mountains and rocks, and a clear stream flows under the rock gaps.
Yi Ze's footsteps were gentle, bringing the beauty of this prosperous age to the audience one by one.
At the same time, accompanying the scenery was Yi Ze's clear and unique voice.
"The art of Chinese calligraphy is ancient and mysterious, whether you know it or not, the name of Wang Xizhi has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"
"Since the Northern Song Dynasty, the ink marks of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi have not been easy to obtain. Today, the authentic works of the calligrapher have also been buried in the emperor's tomb along with the long history."
There was a little regret and pity in Yi Ze's tone.
"As of now, it is this "Long Live Tongtian Tie" that can make us feel the old style of the book sage!"
"It is exquisitely drawn, and has been handed down for thousands of years. It completely retains the charm and soul of Wang Xizhi, and is known as 'the first-class authentic work'!"
"The Wang family is very good at calligraphy. "Long Live Tongtian Tie" is a collection of calligraphy copies by Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi and other seven Wang family members. It is the only one in the world!"
As Yi Ze spoke, a calligraphy scroll with graceful strokes slowly unfolded on both sides of the corridor.
When this exquisite calligraphy work appears in front of the world, all audiences can feel the beauty of calligraphy from the Wang family.
Every word is a classic.
Among them, the essence of calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi and others is integrated, and it is a precious cultural relic existing in the world.
"And now we are fortunate enough to see this work thanks to another famous historical figure."
"She is the protagonist of this episode and the only female emperor in Chinese history."
"Wu Zetian!"
As the voice fell to the ground, Yi Ze had already passed through the corridor and entered the majestic imperial palace.
As soon as you enter the main hall, you can see a vermilion lacquer square platform about two meters high, on which is placed a vermilion lacquer carved dragon throne, followed by a carved dragon screen.
On both sides of the square platform, there are six tall golden dragon pillars. On each golden pillar, there is a vigorous golden dragon coiled, with a majestic appearance.
On the top of the main hall, on the central algae well, there is a huge golden dragon engraved. In the open mouth of the dragon, a silver-white round bead exudes soft brilliance, surrounded by six small dragons, and the dragon head is directly facing the golden dragon below. throne.
On the throne, there is a person sitting upright, with a beautiful appearance and a plump body. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show that he is no longer young, but the majesty and nobility that ordinary people have never had is rushing towards his face.
At this moment, time seemed to have stagnated. Yi Ze stood at the foot of the steps and slowly told the story.
"A.D. 690, at this time, Wu Zetian proclaimed himself emperor, and it has been seven years."
"In seven years, Wu Zetian eradicated dissidents, consolidated her position, and cleaned up the court, making the administration of officials clear again."
"In this year, she got Wang Xizhi's, Wang Xianzhi's and others' Wang's calligraphy authentic works from Wang Fangqing's hand. She loves it very much and observes it every day."
"As for Wang Fangqing, the No.11 descendant of Wang Xizhi, after he donated the ancestral post, he felt uneasy and anxious all day long."
Yi Ze's tone was flat, but as he spoke, a blurry scene seemed to appear in front of the audience in front of the live broadcast room.
"This anxiety and pain was noticed by Di Renjie, who was an official in the same dynasty."
"After some discussion, the two finally decided that they would like to bring back the ten-volume ink-stained treasures of the Wang family to the Wang Family Book Pavilion."
"A generation of Empress Wu Zetian, will they get what they want?"
After Yi Ze's words fell, time passed again. Wu Zetian, who was sitting on the golden throne, looked at the Dharma sticker in front of her with joyful eyes.
And in the corridor outside the hall, Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing were still discussing about Fatie.
"Huaiying, after thinking about it, let's just forget about what you and I discussed!"
Wang Fangqing's eyes were full of scruples, and he was very worried that he would hurt his comrades and friends.
"With just a few volumes of Dharma texts, I can't bear to put you in a dangerous situation."
Di Renjie twirled his beard, laughed, and said: "Fang Qing's words are wrong. You and I need to go together for this matter."
Speaking of this, Di Renjie couldn't help feeling a little bit interested, and said half-truth and half-false: "Could it be that there are several volumes of authentic works hidden in Mr. Wang's house, which have not been dedicated to His Majesty?"
Wang Fangqing was sweating at that time, looked left and right, and said anxiously: "Huaiying, what time is it, you are still teasing me, people's words are terrible!"
"Fang Qing, why should you panic? Today, you and I will go together to persuade His Majesty, and we must invite Fa Tie back to the Wang Family Book Pavilion!"
Chatting like this, they have already approached the main hall.
The two stood outside the hall, before they could speak, the sharp voice of the little eunuch came out from inside.
"Master Di and Lord Wang please enter the palace!"
Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing looked at each other, both a little surprised, but at the moment the emperor announced the words, the two dared not neglect and walked into the hall slowly.
"Chen Di Renjie (Wang Fangqing) sees Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live, my emperor!"
"The two lovers are dead!"
Wu Zetian sat on the throne, raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the two of them, and spoke calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The two stood up, Wu Zetian moved his fingers slightly, looked at Di Renjie who was beside him, and said with a smile:
"Huaiying, you have always liked calligraphy, but today you are really blessed. I really like the copybook presented by Fang Qing, especially the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy, which is vivid and vivid. It is truly worthy of its reputation!"
The two people in the audience looked at each other, and then Di Renjie stepped forward to pay respects, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm going to spoil your elegance today."
"Oh, what else is there to play?"
Wu Zetian changed his posture, flicked his sleeves lightly, and looked at Di Renjie.
The prime minister she was most satisfied with appeared here together with Wang Fangqing at this moment. Wu Zetian had a premonition about all the appeals.
But she still wanted to hear what medicine the old fox was selling in his gourd.
"This matter is related to Wang Fangqing, the king of Tongfengge Luantai Pingzhang."
"Oh, let's hear it!"
Wu Zetian glanced at Wang Fangqing, who was at a loss beside him, and understood.
But the play must continue to be sung.
At the moment, all three are actors.
Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing are desperately trying to figure out what to do.
Empress Wu Zetian, on the other hand, was sitting high up, admiring this scene with great interest.
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, Wu Zetian is intelligent and knows the intentions of the two of them.
However, Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing were not sure what Wu Zetian meant.
At this moment, the game between the monarch and his subjects began.
……
As soon as I wrote about Di Renjie, I thought of Di Renjie played by Mr. Liang Guanhua. The more I watched, the better I got. =-= By the way, there are cuties who don’t know about the revolver. In fact, it is a relic of General Zuo. You can find it by Baidu. This The cultural relics are indeed not particularly famous, but they are of great significance.
(End of this chapter)
One step out, time flows back like water.
Under the sun, gods are luxurious.
Yi Ze broke into these layers of palaces, stepped into the core of the world, the imperial city of God.
Here is the palace of Empress Wu Zetian, the most heavily guarded place in the world.
Walking in the flat corridor, there are painted red columns on both sides, matched with beautiful trees and verdant trees, exotic flowers and plants.
Through the corridor, not far from both sides, you can see strange mountains and rocks, and a clear stream flows under the rock gaps.
Yi Ze's footsteps were gentle, bringing the beauty of this prosperous age to the audience one by one.
At the same time, accompanying the scenery was Yi Ze's clear and unique voice.
"The art of Chinese calligraphy is ancient and mysterious, whether you know it or not, the name of Wang Xizhi has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"
"Since the Northern Song Dynasty, the ink marks of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi have not been easy to obtain. Today, the authentic works of the calligrapher have also been buried in the emperor's tomb along with the long history."
There was a little regret and pity in Yi Ze's tone.
"As of now, it is this "Long Live Tongtian Tie" that can make us feel the old style of the book sage!"
"It is exquisitely drawn, and has been handed down for thousands of years. It completely retains the charm and soul of Wang Xizhi, and is known as 'the first-class authentic work'!"
"The Wang family is very good at calligraphy. "Long Live Tongtian Tie" is a collection of calligraphy copies by Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi and other seven Wang family members. It is the only one in the world!"
As Yi Ze spoke, a calligraphy scroll with graceful strokes slowly unfolded on both sides of the corridor.
When this exquisite calligraphy work appears in front of the world, all audiences can feel the beauty of calligraphy from the Wang family.
Every word is a classic.
Among them, the essence of calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi and others is integrated, and it is a precious cultural relic existing in the world.
"And now we are fortunate enough to see this work thanks to another famous historical figure."
"She is the protagonist of this episode and the only female emperor in Chinese history."
"Wu Zetian!"
As the voice fell to the ground, Yi Ze had already passed through the corridor and entered the majestic imperial palace.
As soon as you enter the main hall, you can see a vermilion lacquer square platform about two meters high, on which is placed a vermilion lacquer carved dragon throne, followed by a carved dragon screen.
On both sides of the square platform, there are six tall golden dragon pillars. On each golden pillar, there is a vigorous golden dragon coiled, with a majestic appearance.
On the top of the main hall, on the central algae well, there is a huge golden dragon engraved. In the open mouth of the dragon, a silver-white round bead exudes soft brilliance, surrounded by six small dragons, and the dragon head is directly facing the golden dragon below. throne.
On the throne, there is a person sitting upright, with a beautiful appearance and a plump body. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show that he is no longer young, but the majesty and nobility that ordinary people have never had is rushing towards his face.
At this moment, time seemed to have stagnated. Yi Ze stood at the foot of the steps and slowly told the story.
"A.D. 690, at this time, Wu Zetian proclaimed himself emperor, and it has been seven years."
"In seven years, Wu Zetian eradicated dissidents, consolidated her position, and cleaned up the court, making the administration of officials clear again."
"In this year, she got Wang Xizhi's, Wang Xianzhi's and others' Wang's calligraphy authentic works from Wang Fangqing's hand. She loves it very much and observes it every day."
"As for Wang Fangqing, the No.11 descendant of Wang Xizhi, after he donated the ancestral post, he felt uneasy and anxious all day long."
Yi Ze's tone was flat, but as he spoke, a blurry scene seemed to appear in front of the audience in front of the live broadcast room.
"This anxiety and pain was noticed by Di Renjie, who was an official in the same dynasty."
"After some discussion, the two finally decided that they would like to bring back the ten-volume ink-stained treasures of the Wang family to the Wang Family Book Pavilion."
"A generation of Empress Wu Zetian, will they get what they want?"
After Yi Ze's words fell, time passed again. Wu Zetian, who was sitting on the golden throne, looked at the Dharma sticker in front of her with joyful eyes.
And in the corridor outside the hall, Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing were still discussing about Fatie.
"Huaiying, after thinking about it, let's just forget about what you and I discussed!"
Wang Fangqing's eyes were full of scruples, and he was very worried that he would hurt his comrades and friends.
"With just a few volumes of Dharma texts, I can't bear to put you in a dangerous situation."
Di Renjie twirled his beard, laughed, and said: "Fang Qing's words are wrong. You and I need to go together for this matter."
Speaking of this, Di Renjie couldn't help feeling a little bit interested, and said half-truth and half-false: "Could it be that there are several volumes of authentic works hidden in Mr. Wang's house, which have not been dedicated to His Majesty?"
Wang Fangqing was sweating at that time, looked left and right, and said anxiously: "Huaiying, what time is it, you are still teasing me, people's words are terrible!"
"Fang Qing, why should you panic? Today, you and I will go together to persuade His Majesty, and we must invite Fa Tie back to the Wang Family Book Pavilion!"
Chatting like this, they have already approached the main hall.
The two stood outside the hall, before they could speak, the sharp voice of the little eunuch came out from inside.
"Master Di and Lord Wang please enter the palace!"
Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing looked at each other, both a little surprised, but at the moment the emperor announced the words, the two dared not neglect and walked into the hall slowly.
"Chen Di Renjie (Wang Fangqing) sees Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live, my emperor!"
"The two lovers are dead!"
Wu Zetian sat on the throne, raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the two of them, and spoke calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The two stood up, Wu Zetian moved his fingers slightly, looked at Di Renjie who was beside him, and said with a smile:
"Huaiying, you have always liked calligraphy, but today you are really blessed. I really like the copybook presented by Fang Qing, especially the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy, which is vivid and vivid. It is truly worthy of its reputation!"
The two people in the audience looked at each other, and then Di Renjie stepped forward to pay respects, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm going to spoil your elegance today."
"Oh, what else is there to play?"
Wu Zetian changed his posture, flicked his sleeves lightly, and looked at Di Renjie.
The prime minister she was most satisfied with appeared here together with Wang Fangqing at this moment. Wu Zetian had a premonition about all the appeals.
But she still wanted to hear what medicine the old fox was selling in his gourd.
"This matter is related to Wang Fangqing, the king of Tongfengge Luantai Pingzhang."
"Oh, let's hear it!"
Wu Zetian glanced at Wang Fangqing, who was at a loss beside him, and understood.
But the play must continue to be sung.
At the moment, all three are actors.
Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing are desperately trying to figure out what to do.
Empress Wu Zetian, on the other hand, was sitting high up, admiring this scene with great interest.
As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, Wu Zetian is intelligent and knows the intentions of the two of them.
However, Di Renjie and Wang Fangqing were not sure what Wu Zetian meant.
At this moment, the game between the monarch and his subjects began.
……
As soon as I wrote about Di Renjie, I thought of Di Renjie played by Mr. Liang Guanhua. The more I watched, the better I got. =-= By the way, there are cuties who don’t know about the revolver. In fact, it is a relic of General Zuo. You can find it by Baidu. This The cultural relics are indeed not particularly famous, but they are of great significance.
(End of this chapter)
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