At the end of autumn and early winter, it was the time when the day was getting shorter and darker. When Tang Song came to the place where Wu Zetian was with the eunuch, it was already late when the sun set.

Wu Zetian still lives in Yaoguang Hall, but this time he did not see him in the hall...

Outside Yaoguang Hall, beside the Ningbi Pool, hundreds of palace lanterns have already hung on the branches of willow trees. The light of the palace lanterns blends with the afterglow of the sunset, and then it shines softly on the flying branches of the willow trees and the calm lake surface, reflecting wisps of rippling waves. At that time, the scenery is so beautiful.

Wu Zetian is in the most beautiful place by Ningbi Pool, holding mellow wine in her hand and leaning on a brocade bed. At this moment, she is really indescribable in the light of soft light.

While siping the wine in a small mouthful, Wu Zetian looked ahead with interest.

Not far from her brocade bed was a wooden crane with flapping its wings and flying. According to Tang Song's vision, this wooden crane was as tall as the two of them, and was taller than the one-story building in later generations, about seven or eight meters long in front and back. The whole wooden crane, from carving to the feathers that adhere to the whole body, to the paintings of the mouth and eyes, was obviously from the hands of top craftsmen, and it has reached the point of being both physical and spiritual and lifelike. At first glance, this wooden crane with flapping its wings and flying seems to rise into the air and penetrate straight into the blue sky.

The most magical thing is that there is clearly someone in the wooden crane's belly that is constantly moving, either walking straight or turning around, and the long crane head is also moving. As the music played by the musicians on the side of the sitting music, it makes various gestures. This dynamic combined with the feathers that are flying in the faint lake breeze, the already extremely realistic wooden crane in front of me has really come alive. It is so beautiful that it is amazing.

Just on the back of the wooden crane, there was a dancer standing at this time. The dancer was not afraid of the cold. In such weather, he was wearing only a dance uniform made of veil and leaning between the wings of the crane's back, making various graceful dance moves.

The dancer is strong and tall, and is suitable for dancing. In addition, his dancing skills are very exquisite, and his exquisite dance uniforms fly and melodiously under the gentle breeze of the lake. All of this makes the dancer's performance almost perfect. He dances on the wooden crane and flows smoothly. He looks like a crane flying high above the blue sky among the white clouds.

In this environment, this wood crane, and this dancer, even after Tang Song recognized that the dancer was Zhang Changzong, he had to admit that the dance in front of him was so perfect that it was so perfect that it was dazzling and fascinating at a glance.

It is worthless in his name. In addition to the beauty of his lotus-like beauty, Zhang Changzong was able to take the position of the number one male favorite, and his dancing skills were also appreciated.

Seeing that Zhang Changzong's dance performance on Muhe was about to reach the top, Tang Song then grabbed the eunuch and did not disturb Wu Zetian, but stood on the side and watched the rare glory.

For Tang Song, what did Zhang Changzong do to him, what did he do to him, and his wonderful dance skills are another. Although he was very annoyed that Zhang Changzong released his hidden arrow, it did not prevent Tang Song from wholeheartedly appreciating this perfect dance that was so wonderful that the dancer, costume, prop and environment were all coordinated. It also did not prevent him from appreciating Zhang Changzong from the bottom of his heart at this moment - a beautiful woman with a face like a lotus. The beauty of the dance posture was also like a peerless flower beauty shaking lotus in the wind.

After most of the tea, the music of the sects in the palace gradually subsided. The dance of the flying clouds and immortals finally ended. A palace man brought a ladder that had been prepared long ago to meet Zhang Changzong on the wooden crane. Halfway down, Wu Zetian, who had put the wine bottle, left the brocade bed and walked to the wooden crane and reached out to take him down.

After Zhang Changzong landed, Wu Zetian urgently ordered someone to take the clothes and put them on them personally. He patted the little male pet's hand with infinite love, and then touched his face as if he couldn't help it.

Seeing this, Tang Song could only sigh in his heart. How great would it be if Wu Zetian didn't love Zhang Changzong so much! Or would it be if Zhang Changzong, who was favored by Wu Zetian, could not interfere with him? In that case, he would not have been deliberately trying to be this person, and he could leave this lotus handsome man like a dance elf for the Shendu Palace City.

Tang Song really admired him from the bottom of his heart! But now, this appreciation has become his greatest danger, because the more he appreciates, the better he is, and Wu Zetian's favor for him will become deeper and deeper, and the harm of his pillow wind will become greater and greater... This forces Tang Song to regard him as his life and death enemy.

Because of appreciation, so... I want to kill you!

The more you appreciate it, the stronger the murderous intention. The absurd life is really lonely like snow!

It was not until Zhang Changzong completely put on his clothes that Tang Song pushed the little eunuch who led him, and then followed him to greet Wu Zetian.

"I have just watched you come for a while, but I can't tell you how to disturb Liulang's crane dance. Let's talk about Liulang's dance?" Wu Zetian's expression could not tell his likes and dislikes of Tang Song.

After the ceremony, Tang Song stood up straight, smiled and nodded to Zhang Changzong as a sincere speech after the ceremony: "Zhang Shiyu's dance is as elegant as a flowing cloud, and is as clear as a flying fairy. It is true that this dance only exists in the sky, how many times can I see it in the world? What the ministers are watching on the side is fascinated and amazed. I really want to thank Your Majesty for seeing the summons, so that I can have this opportunity to feast my eyes."

Zhang Changzong, who was standing next to Wu Zetian, heard Tang Song's remarks and saw his sincerity that he could not pretend to be able to pretend, a hint of shame suddenly appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After hearing this answer, Wu Zetian also turned his head and looked at Tang Song, "Although Wan'er is not here at this moment, she often praises you for your quick thinking. How can you not have new lyrics with Miaowu? It just so happened that the best performing skills of the Jiaofangsi and the inner court worship Lan Sanniangjia are here. You are famous for your lyrics, and you can fill in a new lyrics to help me liven up."

This... where is this? It's true! After competing with the eight elders of the four families last year, Tang Song has never done such a thing as poetry and lyrics. After so long, when he heard Wu Zetian's request, he felt a little panicked and helpless.

It was so urged so tightly that he could find a suitable and wonderful lyrics for a while? But before the answer to the crystal's question was answered, he could not refuse.

While he agreed, Tang Song was already looking around, hoping to trigger something from the surrounding scenery, but he didn't feel anything when he looked at it, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Changzong.

At this time, the sun had set. The light gradually became darker, and the light of the palace lanterns on the willow branches on the high willow branches had become hazy. Zhang Changzong, who had already looked amazing, became more and more beautiful in this hazy soft light. At that time, the lake breeze blew his long and wide-ranging dance skirt and shirt, which could not be covered by the outer shirt, had an intoxicating peerless look when he was lifted up.

This beautiful face and the dancing skirt that was still floating in the lake breeze made a person suddenly flash in Tang Song's mind, a person who was far away from the capital Luoyang, and was as rich as faces and willows as eyebrows!

After this flash of thought, countless pictures of memories came like a tide. Even though the willow eyebrows have been traveling west for more than a year, they are still so clear. It is as clear as if it is within reach, so clear that it is as if you can walk into the familiar pictures with your eyes closed, so clear that the lotus jade face is right in front of you with your eyes smiling beside you.

I have never mentioned it frequently since separation because... it is always in my heart!

The world is so close to each other. But in reality, thousands of miles and mountains are so close to each other.

At this moment, Tang Song, who was distracted, really regretted it. He felt sorry for regret. Why did he let her go away? Why did he let her bear the bitter wind and rain on the snowy plateau alone?

"Tang Song" Wu Zetian's low call woke up the distracted Tang Song. After taking the ink handed over by the palace maid, some sentences that naturally surged into his heart flowed out so naturally.

After finishing the work in one go, Tang Song couldn't help feeling a little sad. In an instant, he felt a strong impulse. He threw away everything in front of him, drove around the world, went to find her, and then sang in love on the snowy plateau, on the green grass that seemed to bloom to the sky, under such clear blue sky and white clouds, watching her dance of passion that had been promising for a long time and blooming with her life...

Tang Song, who was always aware of rationality, fell into a confusion purely covered by sensibility at an extremely inappropriate time and in an extremely inappropriate occasion. He was awakened again until the pipa of the musicians in the hall sounded.

The graceful singing voice of Lan Sanniang, who was worshipped by the inner court, responded to the sound of the pipa:

At that time, I was intoxicated by the beauty, and the beauty was as beautiful as a flower. Today, the beauty left me, and the lotus and jade-faced sky was the end of the sky.

The world is full of Chang'e and the moon is full and short. The green eyebrows and cicadas are separated from each other, but the heart is broken at a glance.

A broken heart, how many thousands of miles?

I was drunk in the Wushan clouds in my dreams, and I felt tears like the water of Cang Cang. The green grass on the banks of the Lancang River is deep, and the beauty cannot see the sorrow of people.

I feel sad and see the green zither, and the strings are raised and the ignorant voice is gone. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful! Don’t know that it is the evening rain and the morning clouds?

After missing you all night, the plum blossoms bloomed, and suddenly I came to the window and thought it was you!

This song is not a lyric, but a poem that imitates the Han Dynasty Yuefu. "Want Something" was originally an ancient Yuefu title that describes the love affairs of men and women. However, from the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, it has greatly expanded the scope of theme expression, just like another ancient Yuefu title, "Difficult to Walk", which greatly expanded the scope of theme expression.

"The Difficult Road" originally wrote about the difficult road and the sadness of parting, but since Bao Zhao of the Six Dynasties, especially when Li Bai of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he has evolved into using the dangerous obstacles of nature to write about the difficulties and twists and turns of pursuing ideals on the road of life. If you want to cross the Yellow River and block the ice, you will climb the Taihang Mountains and snow. Listen to such sentences, here, what the poet really wants to say is that it is difficult to cross the Yellow River and Taihang Mountains?

Similarly, since Qu Zi of the pre-Qin Dynasty first created the tradition of using gentlemen and beauty to compare the relationship between the king and the ministers in "Li Sao", "Words" has gradually been given a new meaning in the long river of time. Many politically frustrated poets in the Tang Dynasty have become accustomed to using the seeming separation of men and women in "Words" to imply the alienation of the king and the ministers, and use their deep and lingering confession of love to imply the loyalty of the ministers who were alienated but were loyal to the king to the eternal eternal.

Wu Zetian has been fond of literature since she was a child. The poem "Ruyi Niang" she created is a famous work that has been passed down through thousands of years. How could she not know the above mentioned? What's more, Tang Songben is now famous all over the world.

In Wu Zetian's opinion, Tang Song really couldn't write a simple love poem in such occasions, not to mention that there have always been unwritten rules in the palace that those who obeyed the imperial edicts were not allowed to make a sad sound. Therefore, this poem "Worrying" was naturally interpreted by Wu Zetian as another meaning.

Tang Song originally wanted to use this song "Thinking Something" to express his longing for Liu Mei, which was the most authentic ancient Yuefu meaning, but it became a sad person with a unique embrace in Wu Zetian's ears. Tang Song used this to express his thoughts of abandoning his ministers and expressed his sincere loyalty.

"The green eyebrows and cicadas' hair are separated, but I can't see the heart is broken. The heart is broken, tens of thousands of miles? I am drunk in my dream, and I feel tears like the water... I miss you all night, and I suddenly come to the window and I think you are the one!" In the wonderful pipa accompaniment, Lan Sanniang sang such a lingering sentence with her voice that is the best in the world. Why is Wu Zetian feeling no emotion?

For a moment, Tang Song's previous scene of facing the saint gradually rose to Wu Zetian's heart with the affectionate singing... and finally turned into the soft look when he was throwing towards Tang Song.

After the lyrics and songs were over for a long time, Wu Zetian sighed in an extremely rare manner, waved to Tang Song and said softly: "You come with me."

Zhang Changzong was about to follow, but was stopped by Wu Zetian.

Tang Song quietly followed Wu Zetian under a weeping willow with no palace servants within thirty or fifty steps around him.

Wu Zetian carefully looked at Tang Song before saying in harmony: "I have indeed neglected you these days. I don't expect that with your tenacious temperament, I will suffer like this."

Tang Song knew nothing about Wu Zetian's mood changes, so he was speechless at this moment. Since he was speechless, he simply kept silent.

The more he didn't speak, the more aggrieved he felt. Wu Zetian smiled when he saw this, with a clear sense of pampering in his smile. "I neglect you because I am disappointed with you. I personally decided to serve a small official from the seventh rank to Shangsheng. How could such a thing have ever happened? I made such an exception and still have too much to say about my expectations for you? But I didn't expect that I looked at you so sincerely, but you were in contact with Zhang Jianzhi, an important official of the Li Party, behind my back."

"My Wuzhou is vast and vast, with millions of people. There are more than hundreds of thousands of officials under my imperial throne. But how many people are qualified to be regarded as my confidant? Whether the officials in the court are willing to inherit Wu or Li, they can be as good as their confidant. But my confidant is not good, you, Tang Song, cannot! What about the Wu Party, Li Party, you can only be with me, otherwise it will be a betrayal of me! For more than 30 years, who have betrayed me, but there is still one who has betrayed me?"

With Wu Zetian's cunning and her style of acting, the experience of being frank and heart-to-heart with her ministers is rare. Although Tang Song was also surprised at how she was so emotional at this moment, he had to defend herself. "Although Crystal was following her subordinates, she did not surrender to Li Dang, and she never betrayed His Majesty."

"If it weren't for the list you handed over to the Lu Qing family, if there wasn't this song "Thinking" just now, how could I know your loyalty? The word "loyalty" is not for words, but for things." Wu Zetian smiled again at Tang Song's dissatisfied expression, and his words became more and more gentle. "But I know now. The girl from the Zhang family will go back wherever she comes from, which is also for her own good. Otherwise, how can she be betrothed to others in the future? After doing these things, this time the matter will be over."

Do you have to let Shui Jing go? When Tang Song, who was suffering in his heart, wanted to say something, Wu Zetian said deeply, "Hmm, you want me to come and treat that girl for you?"

"I dare not bother Your Majesty, I will do it myself!"

Wu Zetian nodded, "After doing this, you will experience peace of mind in Shangsheng. It is called the small court and has always been a place where prime ministers are born. You can use your heart more carefully. Thirty years later, it may not be impossible to reach Lu Aiqing's current status."

"Thank you"

After saying this, Wu Zetian reached out and patted Tang Song on the shoulder, and then walked towards the place wherever he was. At this moment, Shangguan Wan'er, who had finished his business, also came over. Wu Zetian then smiled at her and said, "Let's take a pass-through waist card in the palace and give it to Tang Song. If he wants to see me, he will report it in time as before."

Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Tang Song and bowed to her, but Wu Zetian had not finished speaking yet, "In addition, Wan'er, you should pay more attention to the kings of the Wu family recently, and see if there is a legitimate daughter of the royal family who is worthy of Tang Song's good match. If you choose well, I will give you a marriage."
Chapter completed!