Innuendo "We heard the Chinese princess's guitar telling her endless sorrow"?

Said by: an ancient war song.

Author: Li Qi

During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.

The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.

Camp in Wan Li without battlements until the thick sky joins the vast desert in the snow.

The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.

It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.

Every year, we bury countless bones in the desert, but we only see grapevines entering China.

Princess doesn't mean Wang Zhaojun

There are hundreds of princesses in China, and most of them only leave a few miserable figures in the history books, recording their titles and husbands' names. "We heard a Chinese princess's guitar telling her endless sadness", a simple Tang poem, left a true story about a princess-a princess of the Han Dynasty married far away. She not only has a beautiful name and beautiful appearance, but also has a history that belongs to her in the story of the Western Regions. "We heard the Chinese princess's guitar telling her endless sadness" was the praise of the later poets.

Liu Xijun, daughter of Jiangdu Jian. In the sixth year of Yuanfeng (BC 105), Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty made her a princess and married Wang Kunmo, the arrogant and domineering Wu Sunguo, as his right wife. The scenery of the wedding can't hide the actual intention of political marriage. Although the Western Han Dynasty was quite strong at this time, and the Xiongnu had been far away from Mobei under the thorough attack of General Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, Emperor Wu still had to use appeasement and force to actively get through the western countries and jointly defend the Xiongnu. Wusunguo is the main target. "The Story of the Western Regions" records: "Wu Sunguo went to Chang 'an for 8,900 miles ... He did not plant trees in the field, but followed the custom of Xiongnu and chased water plants with livestock. The people are just evil, greedy wolves have no faith, and many thieves are the most powerful country. In the Han and Yuan Dynasties, Wang Jiannv of Jiangdu was sent as a princess and his wife as a concubine. I gave you a car and a royal suit, and I gave you a big gift to prepare officials and eunuchs to serve hundreds of people. "

In this way, a peony in the deep palace is destined to sway in the vast sand of the western regions. No one cares how delicate and helpless she is, and no one thinks about how reluctant she is. All the officials in the Qing Dynasty praised the emperor's foresight and wise decision-making. A little girl's journey can contain a lot of energy, and who cares about the old king Wusun who can't talk to the princess? Facing the indifference of her parents' motherland, Princess Xijun can only throw her sadness into a desolate place. But she left her pipa, left her bitterness, and made the dry records in the history books come alive.

According to legend, the direct reason for Xijun's mastery of melody, clever understanding of music theory and creation of musical instrument pipa is that Xijun married Wusun. Jin people's Preface to Pipa Fu says: "Han sent Princess Wusun to remember her thoughts on the road, so that those who know her can break the piano, Zheng, architecture and elegant music and enjoy it." The Tang Dynasty recorded in Yuefu Miscellanies: "Pipa was made by Princess Wusun."

Her elegy was copied in "Han Shu Xi Yu Zhuan": "My family married me in heaven and entrusted Wu Sun, the foreign king. The vault is a room with a wall. Meat is food and cheese is pulp. I often have a lingering fear and wish to return to my hometown for Huang Wei. "

This poem spread to the Han Dynasty, and even the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was deeply moved. He often sent envoys with precious gifts to express condolences to Xi Jun.. I think Xi Jun only sighed and smiled bitterly. How can gold, silver, pearls and jade miss home?

In the second year of Xijun's distant marriage, Kun Mo died of arrogance, and his grandson Cenweijun had to succeed him. According to the custom of the western regions, the new king will inherit the wives and concubines of the former king. Xijun wrote to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, saying that he didn't want to marry anyone else, but the son of heaven suddenly ordered that "from his national customs, he wanted to destroy Hu with Wu Sun." From beginning to end, although Xijun was named Princess, she was just a pawn at the mercy of others, a seemingly noble symbol, and sacrificed her youth as a political sacrifice for the great cause of reunification. Princess Xijun has quietly fallen in the desert. She can only pray that her soul can return to her hometown and realize her dream of "returning home as an oriole".

After the death of Xijun, another princess of the Han Dynasty, Liu, married Wusunguo and continued her goodwill mission. Princess You Jie lived in Wusun for more than half a century, married two generations and three kings, and had many children. Later, the situation in Wusun went from bad to worse after several chaos. The princess wrote, "I wish I could return to my bones and be buried in the Han Dynasty." The son of heaven greeted him warmly. He is thirty years old and has been sweet for three years. When I was 70 years old, I was given a princess farmhouse and a handmaiden, which was generous. I met Princess Eby. "Two years later, Princess You Jie died at the age of 72. It took another 18 years to solve my worries and return to Han, and the story of Zhao Jun's departure from the fortress was widely known.

When we read history, many heroes know it by heart, such as Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Li Guang, Su Wu, Zhang Qian and Ban Chao. We are used to reading "only make the dragon city fly, don't teach Huma to spend the shadow mountain", but reading "we heard the guitar of the Chinese princess telling her endless sorrow" has a different taste in my heart. After all, the long and tortuous national boundaries not only shed men's blood, but also shed women's tears.