? Why did the beautiful Cai Wenji marry the Huns? Cai Wenji 12 Xiongnu's bleak life.

Introduction: When I think of her, I quickly become two people in my mind: one is a talented woman I met earlier, with profound knowledge, outstanding eloquence and wonderful temperament. Her "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia", which knocks on the heavens and the earth and tells the story of life in troubled times, has become a swan song throughout the ages; The other is living in the western regions for "ten years and two years" and suffering. The faces of these two women, like entering an old-fashioned revolving door in a long and tortuous time, are transparent and multiple, which makes me feel unattainable. & gt This night is too long. I can finish reading the genealogy of a woman's mind. It is complete and full of painful sadness. There are some familiar and unfamiliar things everywhere. Dust storm, shroud, exile, forgetting, silk, milk, dispersion, redemption, water. Finally, it is a woman's rock-solid back. An immortal lamp. & gt What I want to say here is. & gt She is an ill-fated woman. I lost my parents as a child, became a widow and a prisoner, and left my second husband and children in middle age. In this way, she is unique among talented women with both talents and looks in ancient times. & gt why did Cai Wenji get married? & gt Cai Yan, whose real name is Wenxi, was born and died in an unknown year. Chen was born in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the daughter of Cai Yong, a great writer in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The first time I married Wei Zhongdao, my husband died and went home. Later, due to the invasion, Cai Yan was taken away by Zuo, married to Xiongnu, and gave birth to two sons. Twelve years later, Cao Cao unified the north, redeemed Cai Yan with a large sum of money and married her to Dong Si. & gt There have been different opinions about whether Cai Yan married Zuo in the north: According to the records of the later Han Dynasty, Cai Yan "never married Zuo", and Attila's wife was generally called "E Shi", but Cai Yan didn't have this title in the north for 20 years, so she thought that Cai Yan and Zuo were neither. However, another view is that the price of Cao Cao's redemption of Cai Yan is very high, far exceeding the price of ordinary slaves. It can be seen that Cai Yan's position on the Xiongnu side is not low. Some literary works, such as Beijing opera, are written as left princesses. Whether these two statements are right or wrong is still controversial. & gt When I think of her, she quickly becomes two people in my heart: one is Cai Wenji, whom I met earlier, with a large number of talented women, profound knowledge, outstanding eloquence and skillful melody. Her song "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia" knocked on the heavens and the earth, telling the life experience in troubled times and became a swan song throughout the ages; The other is Cai Wenji, who lived in the Western Regions for "ten years and two years" and suffered from felt curtain sandstorms. The faces of these two women, like entering an old-fashioned revolving door in a long and tortuous time, are transparent and multiple, which makes me feel unattainable. & gt？ Her father is her idol. Her father Cai Yong is a famous scholar in China. He is proficient in language, mathematics, astronomy and temperament. In calligraphy, it is really a "stroke of genius". However, during his tenure as Ichiro and Zuo Zhonglang, he offended some powerful people because he was honest and clean, despised vulgar evils and dared to speak out. He was falsely accused by court officials of "personal hatred for abolishing the public, murdering the minister, and committing the crime of abandoning the city." Fortunately, Lv Qiang, a courtier, tried his best to tell Emperor Han Ling that Cai Yong was innocent, with both filial piety and credit. Emperor Han Ling felt pity and ordered him to be exempted from the death penalty. He was exiled to the border (north of Lajin Banner, Inner Mongolia) with his family, and he was guilty for life and no longer pardoned. With a sigh of Cai Yong, they embarked on the road of exile for twenty years. & gt According to time records, Cai Wenji grew up in his father's exile. Father. The word "father" was first brought to Cai Wenji by Cai Yong. What kind of inspiration did this word bring to her? Her worship and trust in her father was completely replaced by this revelation. & gt Her father is her idol, which is manifested in wisdom and courage. The foreign land is a wasteland, and the tall and powerful father is associated with the wasteland, so something grows wildly in her heart. Her father took her to the world outside the wasteland, to the world outside her eyes, and taught her poetry, astronomy, temperament, calligraphy and so on. Her lips and body are changing in the magic of this language. Whether it is sunny or rainy, the rhythm of language continues. It seems that this is a pure and transparent life between their father and daughter who will never wake up. & gt When I think of her, she quickly becomes two people in my heart: one is Cai Wenji, whom I met earlier, with a large number of talented women, profound knowledge, outstanding eloquence and skillful melody. Her song "Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia" knocked on the heavens and the earth, telling the life experience in troubled times and became a swan song throughout the ages; The other is Cai Wenji, who lived in the Western Regions for "ten years and two years" and suffered from felt curtain sandstorms. The faces of these two women, like entering an old-fashioned revolving door in a long and tortuous time, are transparent and multiple, which makes me feel unattainable. & gt？ Her father is her idol. Her father Cai Yong is a famous scholar in China. He is proficient in language, mathematics, astronomy and temperament. In calligraphy, it is really a "stroke of genius". However, during his tenure as Ichiro and Zuo Zhonglang, he offended some powerful people because he was honest and clean, despised vulgar evils and dared to speak out. He was falsely accused by court officials of "personal hatred for abolishing the public, murdering the minister, and committing the crime of abandoning the city." Fortunately, Lv Qiang, a courtier, tried his best to tell Emperor Han Ling that Cai Yong was innocent, with both filial piety and credit. Emperor Han Ling felt pity and ordered him to be exempted from the death penalty. He was exiled to the border (north of Lajin Banner, Inner Mongolia) with his family, and he was guilty for life and no longer pardoned. With a sigh of Cai Yong, they embarked on the road of exile for twenty years. & gt According to time records, Cai Wenji grew up in his father's exile. Father. The word "father" was first brought to Cai Wenji by Cai Yong. What kind of inspiration did this word bring to her? Her worship and trust in her father was completely replaced by this revelation. & gt Her father is her idol, which is manifested in wisdom and courage. The foreign land is a wasteland, and the tall and powerful father is associated with the wasteland, so something grows wildly in her heart. Her father took her to the world outside the wasteland, to the world outside her eyes, and taught her poetry, astronomy, temperament, calligraphy and so on. Her lips and body are changing in the magic of this language. Whether it is sunny or rainy, the rhythm of language continues. It seems that this is a pure and transparent life between their father and daughter who will never wake up. & gt The world is very big. But in ancient times, women had little room for activities. Wenxi opens the window every morning and the sun rushes in. Countless tiny dust pounced on her face like elves, telling her the beginning of a new day. & gt At that time, her life was mostly quiet. Excitement and anxiety have also occurred. Learn music and calligraphy every day, read poetry and prose, read, write and speak freely, just like a person who finally surfaced, cherishing the boundless fresh air, clouds, blue sky and flocks of birds. & gt Life goes on-this is her luck, bearing an unknown future, waiting to follow her all the time. At such a moment, her eyes are quiet, always like staring at something, but what she stares at is unknown to others-like being far away or in her heart. Cai Wenji was born in troubled times, but he focused on love, beauty and purity. This kind of quietness and beauty itself makes people think deeply. & gt You know, such a woman usually doesn't complain about anything. She is elegant, intellectual and as gentle as gold. She is always lost in thought, and she is beautiful under any circumstances. Physical and mental beauty. & gt？ From then on, Cai Wenji's bitter days in the western regions began. Time goes by endlessly, and the days are long and painful. On this dry and windy exotic grassland, Huns walked up and down, saying things she didn't understand, as if living on an island. & gt What about the evening? Her black life is unfathomable. At night, the tragedy between men and women still exists after thousands of years. Zuo, a southern Hun, covered her body with a heavy body and endlessly asked her to be his container, but she didn't know that the woman covered under his body, her whole soul had wandered in the distance. & gt She is very afraid of his body, which even makes her body unable to fly. When the rude rhythm passed, Zuo climbed down from her and fell asleep, while she stayed awake until the sky outside the tent became bright. & gt She is very unaccustomed to life outside the plateau. Hungry, only raw beef and mutton are chewed in the counting room, and there is almost no food to swallow. Because of insomnia, her eyes are getting darker and darker, which makes her eyes deeper and deeper and seems to be closer to her inner world. Later, Cai Wenji truthfully recorded her life in Xiongnu in her Poem of Sorrow and Indignation (II): > I can't sleep safely > I am hungry when I eat, and I can't eat > I often cry > Bo Zhijie misses his life > Although I am alive, I am invisible > Only Yang Jing is far from the other side > Yin Qi condenses snow and falls in the summer > The desert is full of dust > There are trees and grass, and spring is not glorious > People. Eating stinky fish > vague words > getting old with a sign > closing in Nagato at night > unable to sleep > Deng Hudian Xi Lin Guangting > Yun Xuan and Xi Yuexing > the north wind is strong and sad > A?vagho?a > the lonely goose returns home > In such an overseas life, life is worse than death, and she has lived every moment of her death almost once, which brought her amazing pleasure, made her dizzy and made her forget. & gt she finally survived. If death is a kind of fear, then death itself has temptation. To die is not to die-that seems to be what attracts her. For those miserable and filthy creatures in life, for her trapped in the despair of life, "living" has always been a secret belief. Now, this belief is being absorbed by the increasingly thin and fragile sunshine. & gt Every day, she sleeps soundly, listening to the traffic jam outside her account. The faces of my late father, mother and dead husband, the eaves of my hometown, drizzle and long hair wet in the rain all flashed in my memory, as if a hand was touching her, and she needed an answer. & gt However, everything is silent. All earthly distractions are no longer bound by the simple desire to "live". "To live" is like a prophecy in the world, surging in her heart, still talking to her before she collapsed. Nineteen-year-old Cai Wenji thus began her diplomatic career of pommel horse felt account. & gt She is very afraid of his body, which even makes her body unable to fly. When the rude rhythm passed, Zuo climbed down from her and fell asleep, while she stayed awake until the sky outside the tent became bright. & gt She is very unaccustomed to life outside the plateau. Hungry, only raw beef and mutton are chewed in the counting room, and there is almost no food to swallow. Because of insomnia, her eyes are getting darker and darker, which makes her eyes deeper and deeper and seems to be closer to her inner world. Later, Cai Wenji truthfully recorded her life in Xiongnu in her Poem of Sorrow and Indignation (II): > I can't sleep safely > I am hungry when I eat, and I can't eat > I often cry > Bo Zhijie misses his life > Although I am alive, I am invisible > Only Yang Jing is far from the other side > Yin Qi condenses snow and falls in the summer > The desert is full of dust > There are trees and grass, and spring is not glorious > People. Eating stinky fish > vague words > getting old with a sign > closing in Nagato at night > unable to sleep > Deng Hudian Xi Lin Guangting > Yun Xuan and Xi Yuexing > the north wind is strong and sad > A?vagho?a > the lonely goose returns home > In such an overseas life, life is worse than death, and she has lived every moment of her death almost once, which brought her amazing pleasure, made her dizzy and made her forget. & gt she finally survived. If death is a kind of fear, then death itself has temptation. To die is not to die-that seems to be what attracts her. For those miserable and filthy creatures in life, for her trapped in the despair of life, "living" has always been a secret belief. Now, this belief is being absorbed by the increasingly thin and fragile sunshine. & gt Every day, she sleeps soundly, listening to the traffic jam outside her account. The faces of my late father, mother and dead husband, the eaves of my hometown, drizzle and long hair wet in the rain all flashed in my memory, as if a hand was touching her, and she needed an answer. & gt However, everything is silent. All earthly distractions are no longer bound by the simple desire to "live". "To live" is like a prophecy in the world, surging in her heart, still talking to her before she collapsed. Nineteen-year-old Cai Wenji thus began her diplomatic career of pommel horse felt account. & gt Go to Qiu Lai in spring. Cai Wenji was really glad that someone had gone to the Western Regions. Just "welcome to ask about it, and you don't have to go back to the countryside." Her hometown became as far away as a dream in her mind. How many days and nights, the faces of hometown and deceased relatives are ripples in her heart, spreading layer by layer and gathering layer by layer. She wants to leave the Western Regions and go back to the Central Plains with them. Standing outside the tent, boundless hay spread out from under her robe, and the wind with dust whizzed past, and her heart was excited when she thought of it. However, at this time, she found herself pregnant. & gt The baby in the womb is not the crystallization of her love with Zuo, but the result of Zuo's barbarism again and again. But she must have this baby. & gt For generations, men will never feel the fear and joy of a woman after pregnancy. Cai Wenji stood outside the tent, and when she heard the strange and familiar hometown dialect in the counting room flooding her body like water waves, time seemed to stop. She also felt the wonderful changes in her body. This is a violent vibration. She covered her stomach with her hands in shock and fear-it was a never-ending moment. The baby in the belly is already kicking her, as if another vague person is coming through the night. Is this person her body or her soul? & gt Cai Wenji quietly dismissed the idea of returning to the Central Plains. She stood outside the tent, letting the wind blow over her cheeks. At this point, Cai Wenji was in tears. In the twelfth year of Xiongnu, Cai Wenji gave birth to two sons. How did she spend these twelve years? In Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia, she goes deep into the bone marrow, which is touching to read: > Exhausted, I am the master > Take me to the end of the world > I have to be different > Who should the wicked sue > It is a taste to contain my feelings > Thousands of years later, I saw a woman's face with deep autumn colors. I caught her tears, but I couldn't bear her tragic fate. However, as long as history restores her a little truth, it is enough. Cai Wenji is a weak woman who was captured by the Central Plains and sent to the Western Regions. During the 12 years, she suffered humiliation and resentment in exile, but it was difficult to communicate with Zuo emotionally. She has never been used to eating raw beef and mutton with fishy smell. As a Hun Khan, Zuo used to conquer women by force. Therefore, it is common to beat and scold and * * *, which makes her feel that "I am the only one who is unlucky, but I am the most bitter." Can't imagine her face. However, when I watched Cai Wenji's ballet in my teens, the actress who played Cai Wenji left a deep impression on me: a broad forehead, long eyes, a thin nose, and a little smile on her thick lips. It was a very simple and ordinary woman's face. She doesn't have pearls on her head and gorgeous clothes on her body, because she is wearing a black felt robe, and the simple texture makes people feel that she is a woman who has been blown by the desert wind beyond the Great Wall for many years. The generous smile on her lips is faintly visible, but her frowning eyebrows seem to be preoccupied. & gt At first, she told the actor who played the southern Xiongnu Khan Zuo Wangxian what she was doing fiercely. Then she grabbed her bun with both hands as if to tear it to pieces, and then her arms embraced each other like chills. Later, all the actors withdrew from the stage, leaving her to dance alone. Sometimes she stretched out her arms like a delicate bird begging; Sometimes I touch my heart and look up at the sky, as if telling the sky about the pain of my life: > Why don't I wander alone? God, what happened? I'm not responsible. What makes me different? I'm not responsible. Why should I go to the desert state? & gt it fell heavily, on her and on me. At that time, I was still young, and my young mind could not bear her pain. This kind of pain is far from the secular world, and it is very persistent in the heart and has become a symbol of fate. She is struggling in this net of fate, and she is a woman who exudes all over. Twelve years later, Wenxi will eventually become Han. & gt？ This is the story of the 18th beat of Hu Jia's eighteen beats, which once had a great influence on later generations. Guo Moruo praised: "It is like an endless wave, like lava from an active volcano, and it is a swan song of the whole soul. He added, "I don't think even Li Taibai could have written this poem. He doesn't have such boldness of vision and such rich experience. " Hu Jia's voice. Bleak music and sad and slow dance steps are like an unspeakable disobedience against the invisible snow and the beautiful scenery of the western regions, as I became familiar with later. 10 Due to the rescue of Cao Cao, Moon Hee returned to the Han State. According to historical records, after Battle of Red Cliffs's defeat, Cao Cao recovered his military power for several years and later became Wang Wei, enjoying high prestige in the north. At this time, Cao Cao remembered that Moon Hee, the daughter of his old friend Cai Yong, still lived in South Xiongnu. Considering Cai Yong's childless body and Wenxi's talent, he decided to redeem Wenxi at all costs. & gt Hu Chuquan Khan of the Southern Xiongnu just came to Yecheng (now Linzhang County, Hebei Province, the capital of Cao Cao's fief) to pay his respects. Cao Cao left Hu Chuchun as a hostage in Yecheng. & gt In the 13th year of Jian 'an (AD 208), Cao Cao attached great importance to it and sent an envoy named Dong Si to the South Xiongnu to explain to the left why Cao Cao wanted to redeem Cai Wenji and return him to Han. & gt At first, Zuo rudely refused Wenxi's request to join the Han family, but at the thought of the Huns in the south being held hostage in Yecheng, if he refused, Cao Cao would immediately send troops to the Western Regions. Left is afraid of Cao Cao's will, so the fate of twelve years of exile in the western regions has taken a new turn. I'm leaving the western regions. On the day Wenxi left, it began to rain. The dense rain in Mao Mao makes a pattering sound. However, the sky darkened in the rain, just like her flickering mood at this time. & gt Seeing the bags prepared in the counting room and hearing the footsteps of horses stepping out of the account, Cai Wenji's two young and ignorant children opened their eyes and rushed forward to hug her, naively asking her where she was going, how long she was going and when she would come back. We can't bear to let you go. Wen Xi's heart is about to break, and she turns around silently. I have lived in the 10 Western Region for twelve years, and this picture is deeply tired. The tired but still beautiful face, the looming traces of the desert wind, makes people want to reach out and touch it. It must be rough. & gt When she saw two young children coming towards her, her face must be full of weakness and tenderness. When everything becomes as rough as the desert wind in the western regions, only these two children's faces are like delicate flowers. However, in order to leave the Western Regions permanently, Cai Wenji decided to abandon his son and return to Han. & gt This parting is life and death. & gt Like all mothers in the world, Wenxi has given them all the love since she became the mother of two children. A mother loves her children, and the children love her mother. This kind of love always has a soothing meaning. Warm, kind and full of expectation. Children are her soul and a part of her body. & gt welcome Danggui Ning at home > Chang Lin donated her life and death > The child told her mother to cry > I can't bear to listen > Cai Wenji is also a mother. What has she suffered and paid? When later generations read her immortal book Continued Han Shu, they were stunned by her amazing talent, but forgot that Cai Wenji was a woman of 10, and she really lived outside the ideal picture. & gt This parting is life and death. & gt Like all mothers in the world, Wenxi has given them all the love since she became the mother of two children. A mother loves her children, and the children love her mother. This kind of love always has a soothing meaning. Warm, kind and full of expectation. Children are her soul and a part of her body. & gt welcome Danggui Ning at home > Chang Lin donated her life and death > The child told her mother to cry > I can't bear to listen > Cai Wenji is also a mother. What has she suffered and paid? When later generations read her immortal book Continued Han Shu, they were stunned by her amazing talent, but forgot that Cai Wenji was a woman of 10, and she really lived outside the ideal picture. & gt We are on our way. At the moment when she stepped into the carriage, she heard two young sons behind her tearing at each other's skirts and began to cry. Her heart is like a runaway wild horse running, and every time the horseshoe falls, it seems to trample her heart heavily. It rained more, and it rained all over the world. Love her tears. Cai Wenji is sitting in a carriage, frozen like a mountain, but her head is drooping and her eyes are full of sadness. Where are you going, mother and son in the world? Cai Wenji just left. That year, she was thirty-two years old. After Cai Wenji returned to Han Dynasty, she got married for the third time with the help of Cao Cao. This time, she married Dongsi, a captain who came to the Western Regions to take her back to Han. Dong Si knows Cai Wenji's experience very well. During the difficult journey to take her back to Korea, he took good care of Wenxi. A love story begins like this. The kind of love story that can happen anytime and anywhere. For Wenxi, who has never been in love for twelve years, this warmth is like dew on the dry land, watering her withered and dead heart bit by bit. & gt This simple, predestined love is neither great nor magical. Love always has its special and unique side. Compared with ordinary life, love is a miracle. In the third year of marriage, I didn't want Dongsi to break the law and was sentenced to death. Cai Wenji had a bad life. This unfortunate news undoubtedly made her heart sink into the ice again. & gt tragedy is inevitable. This seems to be her fate. Will she see other fates and endings? Cai Wenji doesn't want to see her relatives die again. This is also the instinctive reaction of most people to death. After all, people can only live once, and death will deprive people of everything. In order to save her husband, Cai Wenji decided to risk his life and begged Cao Cao. & gt Cao Cao was a close friend of her father Cai Yong. He not only has the masculinity of "taking wine as a song and life geometry", but also values righteousness and talent. Moon Hee lived in the Western Regions for twelve years, and Cao Cao spared no expense to redeem her from the Han Dynasty. With this in mind, her heart seems to have a chance. At that time, Cao Cao was entertaining Yuantie, and when he saw Wenxi's unkempt behavior, he kowtowed to him as soon as he entered the door, begging for help, which was very touching. & gt Seeing her sincerity, Cao Cao sighed, "I sympathize with your past lives, but the official document of the execution has been issued. what can I do? "Wenxi protested:" There were 10,000 soldiers and horses and thousands of warriors in the Ming Dynasty. Why didn't you send a knight to save Dong Si's dying life? Wen Xi will thank today's publicity. Dong Si was thus pardoned by Cao Cao. After Cao Cao ordered Dong Si to get it back, he asked Moon Hee, "I heard that your father had many works before his death. Can you recall them? " "Wenxi replied," Your father wrote more than 4,000 books before his death, and now they are all separated. Now I can recite more than 400 words. Cao Cao was overjoyed and immediately ordered someone to prepare a book for her, asking her to recall her book. Two years later, Wen Xi wrote Continued Han Shu. & gt Cao looked at the back of his departure and said nothing for a long time. He knows about Hu Wenxi. But after she returned to Korea, she never mentioned her experience in the Western Regions in front of him or anyone. The poem in Cai Wenji's later poem "Two Chapters" is the answer to Cao Cao's question: "If you become a humble person, you will never dare to donate again. Wen Xi may understand what these two poems mean to himself and others, which may be both a kind of forgetting and a kind of self-motivation. There is a needle in her pen. I can imagine her standing at the window in the middle of the night. Standing at the window, staring at the world, staring at others, staring at yourself, something is slowly waking up. It was a foggy morning in spring, and in a trance, a female voice was singing slowly and long. That persistent voice tells of pain, sadness and eternal anxiety. They are bound, entangled, reincarnated and set free. Stay in memory forever. This is a true continuation of history. Until today. & gt