Purple must

As the winter solstice approaches, the nights grow longer.Feng Qi got drunk and lost his mind that night, and slept next to Lu Changqing all night, and when he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat.

"But only if you care, my life is interesting." Such presumptuous words actually came out of my own mouth.

Being so shameless, Lu Changqing might feel contemptuous after hearing this.

Feng Qi sat in the hall of Tanli Palace in a daze, facing the pale sunlight of the winter solstice morning, and pressed his eyes.Xie Ji helped him adjust the dress behind the back, looked up and saw him hunched over, bowed his head in silence, he couldn't help asking: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

"If you don't feel well, don't go today..."

"I'm fine. You can't refuse the heavenly dance at the Winter Festival."

After Feng Qi finished speaking, he stood up, lowered his eyelids painted with golden makeup, and put a mask covered with flowers on his face.

During the winter solstice ceremony, the princes gathered in Gaojing.Offer cattle and sheep, pray and play music.

In the north of the high platform, there are large cymbals with animal-mask patterns in sequence, with a height of three feet and a milling distance of one foot. The front is decorated with animal-mask patterns, and the sides are decorated with cloud and thunder patterns.On both sides of it are two bird buttons and bells, tiger halberds and bells, and the musicians play, solemn and magnificent, and the sound reaches the blue sky.

The music started, two rows of boys filed in front of the high platform, and then walked on the chariot, the national teacher was dressed in a complicated and gorgeous black purple triple coat, his face was covered by a white pottery mask, only a white and thin part could be seen under the mask jaw.The mask is dotted with corollas filled with gorgeous peonies, which are full of fragrance.

Feng Qi was poor when he was young, and sold to merchants, and learned various dance steps since childhood.Later, he studied under the mad Taoist Lian Zixin, who taught him the dance of blessing. Lian Zixin felt that he could not change the secular dances he had learned before, and complained a lot to him.But the memory of what I learned when I was young is always more profound. Even today, although the footwork and gestures of Fengqi Yunmen Dance are all exact, there is still a subtle hint of charm in the solemn and solemn atmosphere.

The Dance of Cloud Gate in ancient times was a ritual in which wizards wore masks to invite gods. Therefore, masks were the most important props, and they were extremely gorgeously made, and outlined the faces of gods in people's imagination.Because it was a matriarchal society at that time, the gender of the gods was very vague, so the clothing and clothing were indisputable, even biased towards women.Handed down to this day, the Cloud Gate Dance has evolved into a tribute to the gods, and its most symbolic ornate mask has been preserved.

Ji Hou Xiao Huaijin sat on the seat to the right of the king, staring intently at the phoenix dancing on the high platform.Dragging his long train and flying his wide-sleeved incense fan, the peony petals on the corolla swirled down one after another as his body swirled and danced.

This is a very beautiful dance, even in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, it is not performed every time, so sometimes a person can only see it once in a lifetime.People who saw this dance for the first time were all focused on following the figure flying gracefully on the high platform, and did not want to miss any dance steps because of thinking about other things.Xiao Huaijin looked at Feng Qi, but couldn't help recalling the past.

Many years ago, when Feng Qi was first appointed as the national teacher, he once danced this dance at a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven.At that time, he had not reached the crown yet, standing on the platform was like a lotus blooming in full bloom under the bright sun.His young body is much more flexible than it is now, and he has not suffered so many injuries. His dancing steps are light and his posture is graceful. A cloud gate dance has made many people miss this young national teacher for more than 20 years.

Now Feng Qi dances this dance again, and he omits some poses that require too much flexibility.Although his appearance has not changed much, he is still old after all.Only at this time can Xiao Huaijin feel that even a person like Feng Qi cannot escape the passage of time.However, although it is not as gorgeous and colorful as the dance back then, Xiao Huaijin feels that the dance now is more charming than that at that time. Standing here today, the national teacher has washed away the frivolity of the past, and the whole person exudes a calm state.If there are gods in this world, this man should be the person closest to the gods.

After Feng Qi danced and saluted, he walked along the corridor to the hall behind.

His age is not clear, and his hands and feet have old injuries. This kind of dance is a great burden for him.Halfway through the jump, he already felt cold sweat on his forehead, flowing down the pit of his neck under the mask.

After the ceremony is over, the princes are invited to a banquet, and the banquet will last until the morning of the next day.Feng Qi didn't have the strength to go out to socialize anymore, so he sat alone in the side hall, with his head leaned back on the back of the chair, his snowy hair hanging down casually.

During the winter solstice, he made people make thick new clothes for Ah Man.Push off the banquet and deliver it to him in person in the evening.

When Feng Qi thought of this, although his limbs were too tired to lift up, he felt a little comfort in his heart.

He recalled the time when he danced the Cloud Gate Dance. After the ceremony, he hurriedly took off his mask and corolla, and walked along the winding Zhu Bridge to the resting hall at the back. The scene when he first met Lu Changqing.

The child had clear eyebrows and eyes, looking at himself with a little confusion, as quiet as a plant.

He took pity on him, but he was also careless, and asked with a smile which family he was from, if he was lost, and took the flower crown in one hand, and put his arms around the thin shoulders in the other, and led him to the apse where he was resting.Afterwards, Lu Shutong came to look for his younger brother, and the first time they talked, it was because of Lu Changqing.

At that time, how could he have imagined today, how could he have imagined that the "God of War" Mr. Qi Tong would die, how could he have imagined that Lu Changqing would rebel and be imprisoned under Mount Li by himself.Recalling that so many things have happened in the past 20 years, the world is really unpredictable.

The pain slowly spread from the shoulders and knees to the fingertips and toes, and it was impossible to move all the limbs.When Feng Qi woke up, he was already lying on the bed. He didn't expect that he could fall asleep sitting on a chair, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

He supported the bed to get up, moved his aching feet to the edge of the bed with difficulty, Xie Ji raised his head when he heard the movement, got up and walked over to help him, "Master sat on the chair and passed out when I came in."

Feng Qi was startled, and said: "... I just fell asleep as a teacher."

"But you can't wake up anyway."

Feng Qi had nothing to say, and asked Xie Ji: "What time is it?"

"Haishi has been handed over."

Feng Qi pursed his lips, and sighed: "It's so late. Xiaoji, you stay here to serve me the banquet, and I'll go back to explore the Li Palace."

"Master going back at this time?" Xie Ji worried, "If you must go back, I will accompany you."

Feng Qi was concerned about his face, he didn't want to reveal his thoughts to Xie Ji, so he shied away a bit, and then got into the carriage and drove to Lishan alone.It was getting late, if it was late, Lu Changqing might fall asleep, Feng Qi took his normal clothes and planned to change when he went to Feng Prison, so he got into the carriage in a gorgeous gown.

In the dark blue sky of winter night, the pale moon hangs in the sky like a lonely lamp.The withered poplars planted on both sides of the official road rustled with the wind, and the remaining leaves kept flying down.People are not grass and trees, and it is inevitable that they will feel emotional when they are touched by the scene.Feng Qi hugged the thick coat newly made for Lu Changqing tightly in his arms, remembering the shock and emotion that made his heart burst when he stumbled and fell off a cliff on such a night a year ago, and suddenly saw Lu Changqing in despair.

There has never been a person who has brought him so much despair, and there has never been a person who has brought him so many surprises.He originally planned to commit suicide in front of the tomb of Mr. Qitong in the future, and hand over Qingguo to Lu Changqing, so he kept avoiding Lu Changqing, hoping to ease the grudge between them; however, he underestimated his feelings, and repeatedly failed. Go to him in control.

His feelings were so out of control, there was no guarantee that one day he would not release Lu Changqing with his own hands.This is what Feng Qi is most afraid of. Once he can't control himself, he will be overwhelmed and be at the mercy of Lu Changqing.At that time, if Lu Changqing wanted this world, he would kneel down and offer it to him for him.

When the carriage arrived at Feng Prison, the surrounding area was very quiet.Feng Qi stood in front of the door leaning on a black gold staff, suddenly stopped, his body trembled slightly.

"The smell of blood." His hands gripped the head of the staff tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

Bring the guards in, the cell door has been broken, and the ground is full of corpses.

"I can't find Lu Changqing anywhere." The guard reported. "Where's Huo Xiu?" Feng Qi asked.

He took a few steps to stop, and looked up to see the man nailed to the wall.

"Where is Lu Changqing..."

Huo Xiu vomited blood and said with a mournful smile: "Isn't the national teacher allowing that Xie family kid to come in and out for the convenience of reporting to Lu Changqing and his subordinates?"

"Stop spitting blood, I just..." Feng Qi suddenly felt chills all over, and couldn't continue speaking.There was a voice in my heart and said with a giggle: That's what you hoped in the bottom of your heart at the beginning. You wanted Lu Changqing to escape by himself, so that you would not destroy your principles, and you would not have to see him suffer. That's why you left Xie Yan behind. Is not it?

"No... I didn't think about letting him escape..." Feng Qi's heart tightened for a while, but it was a poisonous desire under heavy pressure.

With a livid face, he ordered half of the guards to immediately chase after the fugitive, and drove the other half along the path to outflank him.

With the help of Xie Yan, Lu Changqing got in touch with the old minister Shen Shutong. On the night of the winter solstice, when all the princes gathered at the palace banquet to relax their vigilance, they broke Feng Prison in one fell swoop.

Lu Changqing was riding a horse, and his open-fronted robe was flying behind him.Xie Yan and Shen Shutong followed closely behind.Just now a small group of people pursued them, but it was only when they fought that they realized that the opponent was not very prepared and the number was also at a disadvantage, so they were wiped out after a while.

Lu Changqing led the crowd to continue to drive forward. At this moment, snow was falling in the sky. In the snow fog, the chain bridge not far ahead could be seen faintly.As long as you cross the iron chain bridge connecting the two cliffs in front and cut it down, even if Wang Shi came, he would not be able to catch up.

At this moment, Lin Luzhong killed a group of soldiers.It's not good for Xie Yan to scream, and Shen Shutong is also speechless.Lu Changqing had experienced the battlefield for a long time, and he immediately understood that another army from the same team came to outflank it.I don't know who is leading the troops, but they are very knowledgeable. If they hadn't led all the elite this time, and they had an advantage in numbers, they would have been attacked by two sides at this moment, and they would have been captured without a fight.

Lu Changqing glanced roughly, knowing what was in his mind, and ordered to meet the enemy calmly.After a melee for a while, the intercepting soldiers and horses were killed without leaving any armor.

The Chain Bridge is at hand, and freedom is at hand.Lu Changqing was confident, smiled slightly, and drove over first.

The snow is not heavy, and flakes of snow are shining in the first rays of sunlight at dawn.Everyone only saw the top of the mountain in the east, and a red sun gradually rose, emitting a hazy halo in the snow and fog.

When he saw the back against the light at the bridgehead, Lu Changqing was slightly startled, unable to take another step forward.

The author has something to say: Everything about "Cloud Gate"...you don't believe me...it has long been lost.

Sorry for being so late, just got home...