Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

At this time, the sky was dark, except for a few patrolling maids in the temple, no one disturbed this pure place.

However, at this moment, everyone also saw the graceful figure in the central Buddha statue hall.

on the screen.

Wu Zetian was dressed in an ordinary nun's attire, but it couldn't conceal the graceful curves of her body. Her almond eyes and peach cheeks, her frowns and glances, were all charming and charming.

"It's so beautiful, Sister Empress, give me a chance!!!"

"Wow, no wonder it's called Wu Meiniang, it's really too sexy, no wonder Li Zhi can't grasp it, and wants me to play with the princes directly."

"Brother, wake up, don't just drink, eat a la carte, as long as you eat a peanut, you can't say such a thing."

under the lens.

Gao Yang quietly stared at this lonely woman who was in her youth but trapped in this "cannibal" cage. It seemed difficult to connect her with Empress Wu who would rule the world in the future.

on the screen.

Wu Zetian looked at the silent Buddha statue in the hall, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Since she was a child, she followed her mother to recite sutras and pray to Buddha and incense, and she thought she was a devout believer.

But now that I have really lived this kind of life, I understand the bitterness of it, and I also realize that I am not a person who can let go of my emotions and desires.She even began to doubt whether there is such a place called Paradise, and whether there is a unique way to get there. After all, wealth, love, and enlightenment are just annoying fantasies.

What is the use of practicing for her? !
It's just looking for fish from a tree, or looking for crisps in the ice, what she is looking for is not this kind of relief at all.It doesn't matter whether it's demonic obstacles or perdition, as long as you are willing, what do you care about?
She really complied with that extremely vulgar saying - when a monk hits the clock one day.

She is waiting, has been waiting, like living in the severe winter looking forward to spring, waiting for her return in an empty house.But it's almost a year of waiting, from full of expectations to anxiety and doubt, to almost despair, she has lost patience and can't wait any longer——

At this time, she couldn't help but recall the days in the palace in her mind.

It seems that nothing is different.

Everything is too slow for her every year.

In order to win the favor of the emperor, I spent day after day studying etiquette, and night after night of copying texts; I was woken up from sleepiness again and again, and I relive the story of Ban Jieyu and Queen Deng over and over again; A court rule is silently memorized, and the copies of "Women's Rules" are piled up on a hill, from the rustling leaves in autumn to the blooming flowers in spring
One day, she finished studying the court rules and finished copying twenty times of "Rules for Women".As for what kind of person Empress Shengde is, she still doesn't know, and from the densely packed two hundred volumes of text, she actually only saw two words - obedience.

In this era, whether it is above the temple or far away in the rivers and lakes, it seems that this is what women should do most. Of course, it is more like what men hope they do.

At this time, Wu Zetian thought of the man who is now the emperor, does he still remember me...

Did you treat the relationship with me as a joke, nonsense or even a scandal, and completely abandon it? !
Wu Zetian looked up at the Buddha statue, his thoughts were a little confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was fantasy or his inner fear.

If she can't wait for a turning point, her end will be like a flower under a rainstorm, withered, exhausted, dead, decayed, and buried.
She was born a mountain, not a stream!

Waiting for death in this empty door with no vitality, she refuses to admit it!

Although she could wait for the sunshine, it was at dawn, and what she was living in was a pitch black night, and she would be lost in the gloomy darkness until the sunshine came.

She could wait for the spring breeze, but that was in the twelfth lunar month, and she was living in the increasingly cold early winter, and she would freeze to death in the ice and snow before the warmth came.

Waiting is an excuse for a fool, she cannot, will not, and is not willing to wait any longer.

Fight it!
Since the original daring could win a relationship, why can't another daring fail to win the hope of survival from desperation?
Even if you fail completely, the worst result is death. In fact, what is the difference between living here and dying?

Seize the opportunity and give it another go!

Wu Zetian clenched her teeth and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

Her heart is determined, but then the second more helpless problem comes - in a Buddhist temple isolated from the world, even if she wants to give it a go, how can she grasp or even create an opportunity? !
Outside the main hall, Gao Yang did not choose to step forward to disturb the woman who was transforming, but to witness the growth of the future empress.

If Wu Zetian was an ordinary girl who married into the royal family before, now she has been reborn.

Under the camera, Wu Zetian returned to the room and couldn't help but sit in front of the writing desk under the candlelight.

Her eyes were moist, but in the warmth, there was a chill like frost and snow.

Grinding ink, picking up the pen, and dropping the paper, a little poem full of affection will be revealed.

"Looking at Zhu Chengbi thinking, haggard and separated, Yijun. I don't believe that I have cried a lot recently, and I opened the box to check the pomegranate skirt."

Between the lines, the love is as deep as heartbroken.

just.

The person who wrote the poem never left a single tear of lovesickness.

under the lens.

Under the candlelight, this song "Ruyi Niang", which confides lovesickness, even after Li Bai, a later poetic fairy, lamented that he wrote such affectionate verses after reading it.

As everyone knows, this is Wu Zetian's last resort in desperation.

She had to let the always ruthless emperor remember this talented person with whom she once had a relationship.

Just because, now, in the entire Tang Dynasty, only Gaozong Li Zhi can save himself from this cage like a cold palace.

at the same time.

In the overseas live broadcast room, seeing Wu Zetian write such moving poems, Lin Hongdou, who was a guest of "September [-]", was also very impressed, and couldn't help explaining the true meaning to foreigners who don't understand poetry.

"Actually, this poem is mainly about writing that Wu Zetian lost her mind because of her love for Li Zhi too much. In a trance, she actually regarded red as green. The consequences of longing, her body is haggard, and her mind is in a trance. If you don't believe me, I have been missing you recently. Tears. Then unbox and see the tear stains on my pomegranate dress."

Hearing this, many foreigners couldn't help but sigh.

"Wow, Wu Zetian looked like a very affectionate and righteous woman at the beginning!"

"Eh, but it always feels a little weird. After all, Wu Zetian is a widow now. If Taizong read this poem, I don't know how he would feel."

"Courtesy Taizong: Nima, hahaha, I guess Taizong's coffin will not be able to hold it down."