The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Cheng Guogong Yu Wengao served his mother with utmost filial piety.When his mother was seriously ill, Second Master Yuwen went out to play, and when he came back, he was found out by his elder brother. The old man in his thirties was severely reprimanded by his elder brother and ordered to stay home for half a month.

Yuwendi had kept it a secret.The excuse he made was to live in a Taoist temple outside the city for two days, copy scriptures and pray for his mother.Unexpectedly, it was so unlucky, as soon as the group set up their tents, they bumped into the guards on some urgent and confidential mission, and the pre-planned hunting area was just within the search range.After negotiating for a long time to no avail, he had no choice but to turn around hastily, and was stabbed to his brother.

No mention of Yu Wendi's misfortune, but continue to talk about Yu Wengao's filial piety.Because of this filial piety, Mrs. Yuwen's funeral was undoubtedly held grandly and grandly, showing all the glory.However, the grand ceremony mainly starts from the fifth day of the Lunar New Year when the guests express their condolences. From the first to the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, it is the time for family members to keep vigil.Even wealthy families do not perform large-scale ritual funerals during this period. Usually, a few Taoist priests will chant scriptures to appease the soul, and several lads will sing songs to express their grief.

In the mourning hall of Yuwen Mansion, the chanter is a Taoist nun from Qingxia Temple.Although the old lady Yuwen said that she was a first-rank imperial order, it is a great honor for Master Xuanqing to come here on the day of the funeral.Therefore, those who are present at this moment are just the most ordinary disciples.

Song Wei brought two young apprentices and sat far away from the nuns.

At night, everyone in Yuwen Mansion who could come gathered in front of the spirit and knelt down to wait.In the queue, Song Wei saw the second master Yuwen who had met once, and also saw Dugu Ying and Dugu Ling among the grandchildren.They didn't notice him, and of course, if they did, they probably wouldn't recognize him.Kneeling beside Duguli was a boy who was slightly younger than him, guessing it was Dugushi, the concubine son of Xianhou who had never met before.

Song Wei didn't expect to meet someone from the Dugu family so soon.He didn't know that after the Double Ninth Festival, the emperor was very angry with Xianhou and had no choice but to send him to the northern suburbs for military training. Not only did he put forward a series of difficult and difficult demands, but he was also ordered not to leave the northern suburbs barracks, which was tantamount to punishment .As a result, the Dugu brothers and sisters had to live in their grandmother's house indefinitely, but they paid their final filial piety to their grandmother in time.

In the middle of the night, women and children, including senior servants with status, all went down to rest.The men lined up to watch the night, and it was natural for the eldest son, Yu Wengao, to persevere to the end on the first night.

Song Wei didn't get enough sleep during the day, but he had something on his mind, so he didn't feel sleepy.In order to keep myself from thinking wildly, the elegy was sung very carefully.When Taoist nuns recite scriptures, their minds don't stop, silently pondering the libretto.He likes to have a little free play in everything he does. After he became famous for his elegy, he asked Chang Ji's masters to compile a libretto for him, eliminating all the ancient and difficult ones, and writing down the easy-to-understand and catchy ones. Organize into categories for easy memory.Except for the popular songs, he sings the love of his parents when his parents die, and the love between husband and wife when his partner dies. Every time he sings, the host family weeps and vents their emotions to the fullest.

At this time, seeing Yu Wengao sitting on the coffin, his expression was extremely sad, as if the pain of losing his mother was unbearable.Thinking of the mother who never appeared in my memory, the adoptive mother who had endured hardships, and the father who didn't meet until he was more than 20 years old, he felt that Mr. Cheng was much happier than the sixth prince who was like a weed.

Suddenly it occurred to me that the most difficult part of the libretto to memorize was that I spent a lot of effort trying to figure out the meaning.After I figured it out, I felt that it was really suitable, so I reluctantly remembered it.This situation, but felt that this poem was not enough to express the meaning, put his hands on his knees, patted a few times, and began to sing slowly.

"The Polygonum is the Polygonum, the bandit is the Yihao.

I mourn my parents, and I was born to me.

Polygonum who is Polygonum, bandit Yiwei.

Sorrowing for my parents, giving birth to me and being exhausted.

No father, no father, no mother, no mother.

If you go out, you will get a shirt, and if you go in, you will be exhausted.

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me.

Raise me and breed me, grow me and raise me.

Take care of me and answer me, enter and exit me.

The virtue of wanting to repay, Haotian Wangji.

............"

Song Wei's singing is a natural ability, there is absolutely no pretentiousness, and there is deep affection in it.Singing dirges on weekdays has never been like other eunuchs. Before the master cries, the singer wails and wipes away his tears first.He generally doesn't have too many changes in expression, and he purely moves people with his words and music, which are slow and deep, progressive in layers, and his voice is full of momentum, which makes the listeners feel sad and cry.

Unexpectedly, this time was different from usual.At the end of the song "Liao E", Yu Wengao, as an important minister in charge of the government, is over the age of no doubt. Although he was sad in his heart, he finally controlled himself and did not shed tears.After Song Wei sang the last word, she suddenly choked up.When I lowered my head, tears rolled down in strings, the first time I was more sad than the dead master.

Sniffing a few times quietly, self-reflection is not professional enough.As the number one wan man, if you can't make people cry, isn't it a waste of reputation?I thought maybe the lyrics were too elegant, too subtle and euphemistic, and it was not convenient to express my heart directly, so I might as well change it to something more popular.

After a short break, he began to sing the most popular song "Wandering Zi Yin".

Sure enough, after singing this song, Master Yuwen's eyes became even more red, and the arm holding the coffin kept shaking.

Song Wei felt that the uncomfortable energy in her heart surged more and more violently, as if it was urgently waiting to burst out of her throat with the singing.Strike while the iron is hot, and sang the next song:

"Parking in the vast expanse, trapped me as a prisoner of Chu.

From the sentimental, tears of sorrow choked in his throat.

Ci Mu Fang is seriously ill and wants to cast a famous doctor.

The car is in a hurry today, but the sky will not stay!

Mother's love has nothing to repay, what more can life ask for! "

These few sentences directly hit the heart of the person involved, and Lord Cheng suddenly lay down on his mother's coffin, crying bitterly.The servants who accompanied him rushed up to help and comfort him, but wept into a ball.The Taoist nuns on the opposite side couldn't read the scriptures anymore, and they all hung their heads and wiped their tears.

Song Wei shed tears at this time, and she didn't look unprofessional at all.The uncomfortable strength in his heart, this is enough to vent.

I will speak later, and for the sake of the health of the host family, I will gradually lay the groundwork, one after another, singing those words that express emotion about life and death, and are broad-minded and detached.Complementing the content of the Taoist nuns chanting scriptures and mantras, the atmosphere gradually became peaceful, enough to make the dead rest in peace and the living gratified.

Everyone present gradually stopped crying, sat quietly and listened, thinking about each other.

In the early morning, Song Wei began to sing the ending movement, the most classic and popular elegy "Xielu":

"The dew on the scallion, He Yixi.

Lu Xi will fall again in the Ming Dynasty,

When a person dies, when will he return..."

The singing echoed back and forth, and the two apprentices joined in softly. With the dawn of dawn, the sound gradually faded away, as if the cycle of life and death had been completed day and night.The grief of losing a loved one, in front of the good fortune of heaven and earth, spreads the long-distance sorrow, which is also deep and wide, and also shallow.

A figure stepped over the threshold, knelt down in the mourning hall, and prostrated.After saluting, he just knelt down on the ground and listened to the dirge, mourning song and super-salvation incantation with his head turned sideways.

Most of the servants who accompanied the vigil were dozing off.Yu Wengao sat upright like an old monk in meditation, speechless.

Song Wei closed her eyes and sang in a low voice, there was no sadness or complaint in her singing.

For a while, no one noticed that there was one more person in the lobby.

Yu Wengao finally opened his eyes, saw Dugu Mian kneeling in front of the hall, and nodded: "Runze, you are here."

Xianhou was imprisoned in the northern suburbs by the emperor, and his mother-in-law passed away. After receiving the bad news, he asked the imperial decree for permission before setting off to return.After running all night, I finally arrived on the morning of the second day of junior high school.

Dugu saluted Yu Wengao: "Brother, my condolences." He said again, "Brother, I'm sorry, I have to go to the palace immediately, leave for now, and come back to watch for my mother later."

Yu Wengao said, "Why is it so urgent?"

After Dugu looked around.Yu Wengao waved at a personal servant.The servants were well-trained to lead the Taoist nun Banlang out.Song Wei sat still.A servant came to invite him, but was stopped by Dugu Mian.

After the unrelated people were gone, Dugu Mian walked up to Song Wei and stretched out a hand.

In fact, from the time he spoke, Song Wei stopped talking and just stared at him.

Yu Wengao was even more stupefied than him, completely confused about the situation: "Runze, this is..."

Dugu Mian pulled Song Wei up from the ground with one hand, and solemnly introduced to his brother-in-law Cheng Guogong: "This is His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince."

"Six...you, what did you say?" Yu Wengao asked loudly, forgetting that he was in front of his mother's spirit.

Xianhou helped the emperor find the six princes who were born in Hexi Zhaoyi and lived abroad. If you start from the clues obtained after the initial palace change, there will be more than a year and a half.Because of the close relationship with the Xianhou Mansion, Cheng Guogong knew something vaguely, but he didn't know the details.Hearing what Dugu said so suddenly at this moment, even though he has experienced a long time, he was also shocked.

"This, how is this possible? Sixth, His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, how could he appear here?..."

Dugu put a blank face and shook his head: "I also really want to know why he appears here."

Song Wei intuited that Dugu Mian seemed fine on the surface, but in fact he might be very angry.I'm afraid I'm even angrier than the last time I saw myself pretending to be crippled.Being knocked on the leg by him with the scabbard is actually not terrible.Beat it once, and then you must double it and knead it back.On the contrary, he was so cold and indifferent, he didn't know how to settle accounts with himself.

It's useless to think about it, so I'm just too lazy to think about it.The whole person has not completely withdrawn from the role-playing, and said to Yu Wengao: "Master Yuwen, I am Song Wei. That is, um, the sixth prince that Lord Xianhou said. Sorry for disturbing the old lady. But no In this way, I can't come back secretly. Well, the dead are the most important, tonight you ask Boss Chang to call someone else to sing..."

Cheng Guogong was reminded by him.A white light flashed in his mind.If the person in front of him who claims to be Song Wei is really the sixth prince, then who is the person who accompanied him to sing an elegy to his deceased old mother?

Sing the dirge, sixth prince.

Sixth Prince, sing an elegy.

day!

this, this, this...

Suddenly Dugu said: "Your Majesty misses His Highness the Sixth Highness and thinks about it day and night, so I will send him into the palace right away."

Yu Wengao calmed down.As expected of the youngest and most powerful of the three men, he immediately calmed down.Looking up and down, said: "Moisturize, wait a minute. Your Highness's attire, first change at my place."

Dugu Miguo was as Song Wei guessed, but on the surface he was calm, but inside he was in chaos like a pot of porridge.Many voices roared in his head one after another, but fortunately he still remembered that he was in front of the spirit of his mother-in-law, and suppressed each thought one by one.In the end, I only thought that the emperor was angry and anxious, and was dying of illness; the prince became more and more arrogant, without hiding it.Under such circumstances, he came back!

He was not allowed to go, but he wanted to go.

I forced him to leave, but he refused to leave.

Just a donkey.

Yeah.

When you come back, don't even think about leaving.

Be sure to send it to the palace as soon as possible, and show it to the emperor.

It's too late to think that Song Wei is still wearing heavy makeup and wearing a long robe.It was unlucky to enter the palace like this, and the emperor vomited blood on the spot, it was a certainty.

Yu Wengao walked out of the mourning hall, called a confidant servant, and asked his wife to come.

Mrs. Yuwen listened to her husband's order, without asking any further questions, she personally brought Song Wei and Dugu Mian to the side of the study, the lounge dedicated to Duke Cheng, and brought hot water and clothes in with her own hands.

Song Wei rolled up her hair, lowered her head and washed her face.As if he thought he was taking too long, Dugu Mian didn't say a word, grabbed the handkerchief, supported the back of his head with one hand, and wiped the makeup on his face vigorously with the other hand like wiping the table.

Her cheeks ached from rubbing against each other, Song Wei didn't dare to raise her opinion, she bared her teeth and held back.

After washing his face, Dugu Mian grabbed his collar and tore it into several pieces.Song Wei trembled, obediently remained silent, and stretched out her hand to pull down the rag strip.Of course he didn't think it was necessary to be so angry, but he could understand why the other party was so angry.Deliberately adding fuel to the fire is not kind enough.

Dugu Mian stripped him naked from the inside out, picked up the clothes Mrs. Yuwen sent for him to put on.Touching the protruding shoulder blades and ribs, he stopped suddenly.After touching it up and down for a while, I went on to put on the next one.

Song Wei didn't sleep well the previous day, and sang all night. At this moment, he felt sleepy, and rubbed against the other person shamelessly, yawning, "Dugu, I'm so sleepy."

Dugu put him in a hug and said, "Sleep. I'll call you when I get there."

The author has something to say: I am busy with mundane affairs, so I will suspend for two weeks.sorry.

I wish you all a happy new year in advance!

appendix:

Elegy for this chapter:

The first one is from "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Liao'e"

The second song "Send Mother Home" by Li Shangyin

The third Han Yuefu "Xielu"