Zhuang Jiang, a woman without a name, can only imagine what a beautiful woman she is with a few words in The Book of Songs. According to records, she is the son of Qi Hou and the wife of Wei Hou. Sister of Dong Gong, aunt of Xing Hou, private of Tan Zhi; Record: Married the younger sister of Zhuang Jiang, Minister of Eastern Palace of Qi State. She is beautiful and childless, and her behavior gave her the tax on the Book of Songs. "So, ZhuangJiang.
She is her daughter, Qi's sister and her aunt. Her real name is Zhuang Jiang, a woman surnamed Jiang who married Wei. She even has a name from Wei Zhuanggong. Zhuang Jiang was born in a noble family, because the surname Jiang of Qi originated from the ancient Emperor Yan, and the surname she represented is one of the oldest surnames in China. In this way, Zhuang Jiang, as a princess of Qi, was born in a very noble family. She has truly beautiful national beauty, noble status and identity, and enjoys endless prosperity all her life. Zhuang Jiang has something that all women in the world are fighting for, even reaching a height that they can't reach in their whole lives.
People dream that this beautiful princess can find a lover and spend her life with her husband and children. However, Zhuang Jiang's fate seems a bit bumpy. "Beauty has been famous since ancient times, and the world is not allowed to see hoary heads." Looking through the history books and summing up her life, there are three inescapable sentences: noble birth, beautiful elegance and inhuman marriage. She quietly bloomed in the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, quietly appeared in the works of historians, and accepted the comments of the world. When she mentioned that she always thought of such a beautiful poem as "Peach blossoms bloom and bloom flowers fall", she also thought of the West. They say "light makeup is always appropriate". She wants to use all the beautiful words on her, but she can't find the right words. Zhuang Jiang, seemingly aloof, was regarded as a fairy, discussing her talent and beauty in the street, but never thought that she was also a victim of politics. When she is frustrated, who has seen the sadness in her heart?
When Zhuang Jiang got married, it was a day of national celebration. All the people in Wei came to the street to see this beautiful woman. When the city gate opened, the wedding car slowly drove into the capital, and the huge wedding ceremony attracted people from all over the city. Between the thick gauze, people saw this beautiful woman. Dressed in colorful clothes, wrapped in linen and tulle, she sat quietly in the carriage, nodded slightly, with a smile on her mouth, watery almond eyes, red lips and beautiful eyebrows. Therefore, Ren Wei was so impressed with this beautiful queen that they even wrote a poem for her.
"Soft hands, skin solidified, collar like a mole, teeth like rhinoceros, cicada head and girl laughing, eyes looking forward to it." His hands are delicate, his skin is white, and he breaks when he blows. His neck is as white and slender as a longicorn larva, and his teeth are white and neat. There is a lot of coquetry between the eyes. Her beauty contains endless self-cultivation, so Zhuang Jiang is a woman with outstanding temperament. She is like a plum blossom in winter. In the ice and snow, a wisp of fragrance, a beautiful image, always gives people a stunning feeling, which is memorable.
In 753 BC, the most beautiful princess of Qi married the monarch of Wei. Maybe it's fate that makes Zhuang Jiang unable to choose her own marriage, so she can't decide her own destiny. She is a victim of politics. At that time, Zhuang Jiang married Wei Zhuanggong and had no children for three years. This is the biggest blow to the beauty, and it also makes Zhuang Jiang return to the secular from the altar. Fate played a joke on Zhuang Jiang, causing her to live alone in the best years, stay alone in the lonely palace, and cry and sigh alone. Zhuang Jiang's fate is bumpy. She has no romantic love story, but God is so unfair. In view of her beautiful appearance, can't you give her a plain and warm life?